I am so happy I could just pee.   You know how I love my television programs?    I really, really do, and especially the true ones.  My Gram says that is called Reality Television.     I hope it is truly real stuff, because I love to watch all of those programs with my Mom.    We have a really neat button on our television that lets us copy shows and watch them whenever we want.   My Mom is the World's Busiest DogWalking Company Owner so I have to put up with her stupid schedule, but last night we got to watch the premier for the season about lots of very heavy people who need to lose weight.

Bob says I should know all about that.     Bob is The Biggest Loser  in our family, and I don't mean in the weight department.    Just because I used to weigh about 65 pounds and my Gram had to put me on a diet.   Now I am slim and trim at 47 pounds, so I know a thing or two about losing weight.  Bob knows next to nothing, much less how it is to struggle with your weight.   Have you seen how skinny he is? It's pathetic.  They throw sand on wimps like him at the beach.

Did you see this show last night?  Jillian is my favorite and she has tricked everyone and has a secret team to make the Red and the Blue team feel really bad.   Her team is The Black Team and I am voting for them because Jillian is so wonderful.  First they all got out in the middle of the hot desert and picked their teams, which left six more losers who thought they were out in the cold.  I don't quite understand how you can be out in the cold in the middle of the Mohave, but Gram says she'll explain it later.  

Anyway, Jillian came riding up on her cool motorcycle and saved them all.   Isn't that exciting?

I also like the old guy.   His name is Jerry Lisenby and he is 62 years old and he is a fast, fat tennis player who says he just wants to be fast, not fast and fat.       I say at 62 you are lucky if you are walking up and down stairs or back and forth to the kitchen, but I guess if he wants to play better tennis, losing a couple hundred pounds can come in handly.  Gram says I better watch it, cause now I'm on thin ice, whatever that means.

So if you want to know all about this wonderful show you can ask your mouse to go to Daisy Loves Losers
How do you think those mice know where to take you when you click on them?   I thought they just made a nuisance out of themselves and ate cheese, but I guess they are pretty handy at a lot of things.

I'm going to get out my book of schedules (I have a very big book because I have a lot of important work to keep tract of) and make sure I have all my favorite shows programed into that TV capture thing so my Mom and I don't miss stuff.

But I'm not missing dinner, cause I am the Princess and I am perfect just as I am.

Love and Licks,
Daisy