Sorry I didn't post yesterday but I've been too excited and having too much fun! Look who came yesterday!!!!!!!
Fig, Tad, and Massah! YAAAAAAAAAAAAY! (Look how UNHAPPY Massah was in the car. It's because Auntie was jumping around and waving me around and Fig and Tad were OUT OF CONTROL CRAZY WANTING TO GET OUT OF THE CAR!)
Some of you asked if Fig was going to be joining us, since the only one I mentioned was Tad. Rest assured, where Tad goes, Fig always runs ahead. Let me explain why I prefer the Tadpole to the Fig. Fig, the heavyweight Boston, is a tad (hee! Tad!) overbearing. Don't get me wrong, she's nice and doesn't hurt me, but she's IN MY FACE NONSTOP ALL THE TIME. And she's not quite as gentle as Tad. Let me show you. This is Tad:
"Well hello there little Coco. You are a lovely and pleasant little puppy. So nice to see you again. I hope Massah lets me out of the car so we can exchange bum smells. Chip, chip, cheerio!"
And here's Fig:
"Be very afraid, little wimpy whatever you are. I don't think you're a dog cause you're so little. You're kinda like IT. And I DON'T TRUST YOU. See this skull and crossbones collar I'm wearing? Yeah. Don't mess with me. Because I am a Boston Terrorist. The coolest and baddest breed of dog EVER. I'll play nice, but listen up, pup, I won't let you out of my sight."
See the difference? So that's why I like Tad a tad bit more than Fig. Moving on... Here I am showing Fig how submissive I am to her:
Then she violated my personal space. But that's OK. It's just something we doggies have to go through.
And then TAD DID THE SAME THING. I was a pretty annoyed at him and told him "LISTEN YOU LITTLE CHINESE MAN! I may have secretly let the world know that I had a crush on you but if you're gonna do THIS (!!!) then it's OVER."
So Tad is no longer my secret boyfriend crush. Ladies, he's up for grabs! But beware! He's a little frisky!
And then after that Tad tries even harder to be macho by raising his leg to pee!!! I don't know if you've been following his blog at all, but he's a boy and he never pees like a boy should. He pees like a lady. Auntie tried to get pictures of him in the act, but her camera was too slow...
(And I don't know why she took this one. Who wants to see his scrawny little butt?!)
We were quite a bizarre mixture of doggins.
Then we went inside and Fig would NOT leave me alone. So I kept trying to get away from her and mostly laid around on the backs of chairs and couches. (Massah took a funny video of it, so make sure to check Tad's blog on Monday to see if she puts it up!)
Then Auntie and Massah decided it would be a cute idea to take their pictures with me and Tad. Whatever. (Notice the absence of Fig. That is because she was kept inside due to Moose, the neighbor's Golden Retriever coming over to visit. Fig FREAKS OUT whenever she sees him, even though he's as gentle as a lamb. She tries to attack and bite him, which is silly because he could eat her in one bite. So anyway while this picture was being taken Fig was still inside screaming her head off.)
Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there! Have a great weekend everyone!!