I'm going on a trip!

Hi everyone...I've got some good news and some bad news. First the bad news- I can't grace you with any new pictures of me because my foster mom went on a business trip and Bettis doesn't have opposable thumbs to take a picture of me. You'll just have to look back and see how handsome I am. Now for the good news- when my foster mom comes home, I am going on a little trip (without Bettis) and, if I decide I like it, I may just stay there! My foster mom is going to take me somewhere called Pittsburgh. Bettis just raves about this place. He says that his name sake used to play a game called football in Pittsburgh and used to steal things from there. Bettis must have been named after him because he steals my favorite bed all the time!!! Anyway, Bettis says they have really good food and that I should go to Primanti Brothers and Quaker Steak and Lube. He said I should have an Iron City beer, too. I'm not so sure about the beer thing, but maybe someone will let me try some before I get a whole one. Anyway, I can't wait!!! I'll let you know if I decide to stay or come back home with my foster mom!

Nails done, Hair combed, and out I go!

I knew today was going to be special from the moment I woke up! My foster mom took me outside and brushed me and gave me a massage. Ooooh how I love to be brushed. Thank goodness I can trust my foster mom or I would have fell right over I was leaning on her so hard. Then (after she brushed Bettis, too), she trimmed my nails. I looked so debonair...Just look at me!!! As the finishing touch, she took this stuff she called toothpaste and put it on something on her finger and brushed my teeth. I know a lot of people say this, and you can call me crazy if you want, but the toothpaste really tastes like Chicken!! I couldn't believe it!!! Guess where I went after I was all gussied up! I went to the Meet & Greet today. I got to meet some of my fans today and see Agent (I am pretty sweet on her- she is a blue greyhound and a little bit older than me. I think she likes me, too). Well, I am going to go back and look in the mirror at how handsome I am. I have to say, my foster mom is completely right...I am a handsome prince!