Favorite Superbowl Commercial

http://youtu.be/MlYCBJSYWBQ

Go Mr. Quiggly (French Bulldog)

The pictures tell the story....

Walking down the street I spot this gorgeous boy, looking tough through the bars.....

As I get closer, he stares right back at me. I still cannot judge his disposition toward me. 

Now I know. He is a love machine.  A very well taken care of boy.  I share a moment with him and a few kisses.

My kisses are more addictive than I thought. He howls for more as I leave. Take a number kid. 

Where is Maisy?

Hey kids. Where is Maisy?

"Don't know and don't care"  - Shanti

"Huh. Are you talking to me?"  -Sam

"I thought you WERE Maisy driving.  I can't see but you smell like her." - Buddy

"I jumped into the back seat and she is not in the truck bed." -Sam

(I came back here because I have gas)

"I don't see her outside running along side us mom.  I am just trying to enjoy a little ME time."- Shanti
"Dang, you fooled me again. That is not YOU Maisy, driving the truck?" - Buddy

"I am here momma, in the corner of the back seat. See me?  It got too crowded up front"- Maisy

(Pssst, can you sneak me a fry?)

One day.

You live your life. A good life or so you think. Then one day you wake up and really take a hard look around.

You are living out of a crate, near a pier and smell like day old fish. Yea, you still have your looks but how long will that last.  You ask yourself..."How did I get here?" and "Why am I living this way?" "Who the hell's red crate is this anyway?"  

-Maltese by the water in Charleston

When do you think we get to leave?

I am sure this is the way out. I saw mom leave this way and I will not rest until I know she is coming back. Do you think that bright light is her returning for us? Shanti and Samson

(Please come get us mom.  We don't know what to do without you....well, except to tear this place up in our anguish).

Ok, so you caught me reworking your blog...

Really, you must make this stuff up. It never happened like that. - Tootsie (in my chair)

Lapdog, top dog, love-me dog

Sam weighs about 70 lbs and thinks he is a puppy still or a small lapdog.  Everyone that visits is subject to his lovable way of maneuvering onto their lap.

I am not too heavy am I? - Samson