All I want fur Chrissymus.... well, addishuns to my list...

Y'all might recall my last post detailin' whut I wanted fur Chrissymus... da usual stuff, like toys, and yummies and junk like dat.

But it looks like I needs to add to my list. Ya don't think Santa Paws will mind, do ya?

Dear Santy Paws,
I knows I already hit ya up fur sum new toys, some yummies and all dat stuff.

Well, I still wants dat.

But could ya bring me sumthin' else?

See, my ear hematoma came back and now my right ear is all floppy. Whut wiff whut da allergeez has  done to my furs, I don't need no floppy ear. Da zombies might think I ain't lissenin' fur dem and takes advantage, ya know? I's startin' to look kinda like I's already bin ravaged by da zombie hordes.

So if ya can bring me sumthin to make my ear stand up agin, dat would be gud.

(Momma sez dat cuz da hematoma came back my ear just might alwayz be dis way... if dat's da case, well, den gives me sum more toys instead, okay?)

luv,
Finley aka Da Queen of Toys

In udder news, I sees Dory is havin' a big Chrissymus pawtee comin' up and Ruby is lendin' her Yente services to "fix" pups up.... I sure hope dey don't mean da same kind of fixin' like "goin' to da vet to get fixed"...har har!!  

I knows dey means matchmakin'... hope Ruby has better luck wiff her matches dan sum udder pup did when he tried to fix me up-- seems da boy pup had a skeery girlfuriend dat I dinn't know nuffin' bout, but boy did Blogville tells me whut wuz whut... and it ended wiff me gettin' picked on fur wearin' clothes-- which I has to wear cuz of my allergeez-- dey keeps me from chewin' on myself and helps me not to get sunburned in da summer since some of da hair on my back went AWOL and nevfur came back... I wishes I could wear da cute dresses Momma makes me, but dey is usually just worn fur photo ops...

So dis floppy-earred, clothes wearin' pup will be flyin' solo at Dory's party... or stayin' home wiff da Crockett. He and Angelique is too young fur such wild shenanigans anyways... young and impreshunable...

Well, maybe me baby-sittin' dem ain't such a good ideer afteralls, dem bein' impreshunable and all....bol!bol! Though I do knows how to keep an eye on 'em....

I guess Whitley has already showed y'all our tree... maybe I'll show ya sum udder decorashuns next time...

Bark ya later, gators!