LuLu's Desperate House Dogs (formerly the Bow Wow Blog)
LuLu's Desperate House Dogs is a blog about an eccentric little Beagle named LuLu, who, along with her sister Sadie (a Whippet/Terrier/Beagle blend), writes the lurid Puppies in Lust series, and absorbs local color in an idyllic, off-the-leash, canine-centered village known as Lincoln Park~
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What has happened to Punkin? He was starting to amuse.
He's alive! I knew it! I can't wait for him to come back!
Hello there, Miss Heaven. Haven't seen you around the park lately. You are a pretty thing but too vain for my old dogs. Where is Fiver?
That's right. You know Missheaven, don't you, Molly?
I do, and I'm afraid she's quite spoiled.
Isn't Dr. Daisy kind of young to be a doctor?
She looks older than my internist.
Does ur internist wag her tail?
If he does, I haven't noticed.
Maybe ur doc needs pimpin'
Shamus is coming back? Finally! A reason to live!
Lulu, enjoyed your tribute to George Bernard Shaw. Missheaven, I fear you could be Misfortune. Better luck elsewhere.
Punkin appears but where is Fiver?
WHERE is Shamus?
Cathy, Fiver doesn't have to check in with us, does he? Bet he's out of town again biking with his grilfriend. Wish I got around as much as that dog.
What? Don't u live in bootiful Lincoln Park, Molly? Perfection? Paradise? U would rather be a corgi biker? Wimmin!
As usual you misinterpret, Yogi. Fiver and Deuce would appear to live exciting lives. It's only natural for Molly to envy them slightly, even if she lives in paradise -- with Miss Heaven. LOL.
Do we ever get to meet Miss Heaven? Punkin's prob'ly right but I'm curious.
That the same dog?
As wha?
We're back but leaving again. Hi, Punkin! We will be gone until Tuesday. Back to Minnesota. Have a good weekend, LuLoo's.
Isn't it always cold in Minnesota?
Cathy, it's almost seventy degrees in Minneapolis this morning.
Are you from minipaul, yogi?
U just into weather, Yog?
I wuz part of a litter born on the shores of Lake Minnetonka, Wid, but I don't live there now.
He's just clowning around, Jean.
I've been married to a few clowns, honey. They weren't funny.
So now we know what happened to the Ringling Brothers?
The last clown wanted me to get rid of my basset. Ywah. Next I found him in bed with my sister. Guess who I got rid of?
Your sister?
LOL.
Why thank u, KKB.
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