My new friend, Lolly

"There ain't no bugs on me....". I take Sentinel tabs once a month. They're little and brown and taste like absolute heaven to me. Doctor says they taste like liver. Well, if that's true, I sure wouldn't mind having some liver someday. Mom makes a face whenever I bring that up. Maybe liver is just for pups? Although she says if it's cooked right, with onions and bacon, it isn't too bad.

Back to my Sentinel tabs. We ran out and had to go pick up another supply. Good thing Mom pays for them and not me. Wow. Twelve dinky little tabs for $90.00. Yes...NINETY dollars. Sheesh. Life is expensive. (and PS - I weigh 9.6 pounds. Can you believe it?)

Hmmmmm...what else? Oh....yes. Remember my Grandma? It will be exactly one year to the day that she went to the Rainbow Bridge on November 27th, which is also Thanksgiving Day. Mom said she wanted us to spend it with Grandpapa, so we're going up to Santa Monica and do just that. We're going to go to Uncle Mike and Aunt Janet's for dinner. Mom's also bringing a pumpkin pie just like Grandma used to make. Considering Mom doesn't cook anymore this should be interesting. Is it just me or did this last year go pretty quickly?

(Here's me and Lolly making big plans)


About my friend, Lolly. She was at Doctor's when I got there. We hit it off right away. Now we're practically best girl friends. My mom gave her dad a business card so we could have a play date at my office sometime. She reminds me a lot of my very good friend, Star, whom I haven't seen for everly such a long time....ever since she jumped out her car window on the freeway off-ramp because she was so excited about seeing me. I guess her mom didn't care for that much. Like having to chase Star in the traffic and all. Dog, if I did that, I bet I'd be in really big trouble and maybe even get grounded or my allowance taken away. That is SOOOOO dangerous.

We're working tomorrow, probably. And Mom brought a bunch of stuff home to do today, too. That, and she's reading a James Patterson book, which she pretty much loves.
She hates it when writers don't do their research, but Patterson is pretty good. One time an author wrote about how the character who lived in Santa Barbara made a sandwich and spread Hellmann's mayonnaise on it. Sheesh. Even I know that they sell it as Best Food's mayonnaise west of the Rockies. Mom wrote him about it but all that happened was she got stuck on a mailing list and now she gets advertisements every time that author has a new book out. Not even so much as a "Thank you!". Hmmmph.

Enjoy your weekend. I know I will. Napping, barking, napping, snacking, napping....oh, and watching some "Animal Planet", maybe.

Love,

Mary-Margaret O'Brien

PS: My mom's going to be 9.142857142 dog years old on November 15th. Wow. That's a lot of dog years, huh?