My Gram just spent nine nights sleeping at the home of one of our clients by the name of PupPup.   While she was staying with him, she told him all about our Scarlett Baby, who is one of My Grams girl dogs.  Well actually, she is My Gram's only girl dog.  Well actually, since I'm a girl dog and my Gram is my Gram, then Scarlett is NOT the only girl dog in our family, now is she?   It is important to work through the thinking of these things as otherwise people will become confused.   

So.  My Gram was sleeping with Pup Pup and my Omi had to sleep with Scarlett, Rusty and Bob, because they are all too afraid to sleep alone.   However, if there are three of them, then they aren't really alone, are they?  See, yet again, important facts to be kept straight.

So. Do all of you know the story of our Scarlett?  First off, let's see her little face.  

  This is Scarlett Baby Best                                  Scarlett is called Scarlett Baby because she has some issues, like the girl named Baby in that movie about Unclean Dancing. Scarlett says that no one will be able to put her into a corner, and in that movie no one could put Baby into the corner either, so they just made her walk around carrying watermelons all the time.    Scarlett has no plans to start carrying watermelons any time soon.  She doesn't even like watermelon.

Scarlett was rescued from the home she was living in because in that home there was another small dog who was very unkind to Scarlett and even scared her away from their food bowl.  Poor Scarlett, she was very thin and not very happy when she arrived in our home, but within a few weeks, she felt much better. Now she has a forever home and no one picks on her. Scarlett Baby thinks she is The Queen of our family, mostly because she is the kind of dog that thinks those thoughts.  A Rat Terrier usually has some qualities that make them do some foolish things and they have a lot of genes that make it hard for them to sit still and be quiet.  So Scarlett Baby THINKS she is The Queen and she will never give that thought away.   Gram says she can think about it all she wants to but it won't change things at all.   Gram says Scarlett is in denial, which would, I suppose make her The Queen of De Nile.    Ha! Funny.   Get it?   

Well once Pup Pup saw the photo of Scarlett he definately wanted to meet her.  Definately.    He promised my Gram that he would behave his manners even though he doesn't really like other dogs too much, but he said this was a different case.

So Gram got a photo graph of Pup Pup from Pup Pup's very nice father and here it is: 

Scarlett Baby has a lot of concerns:
                                                               
                                                                                                                                    

First off she would like to know if Pup Pup is in jail?   Why is he looking through the bars?   Secondly, Pup Pup looks a little chunky, doesn't he?   Maybe his head is just small and his body very large? and lastly, but this is a big one.   Is Pup Pup a drinker?  Scarlett understands the Latin Language because she asked my Gram and my Gram said that finally four years of Latin in high school helped with SOMETHING and in this case it is: In Wine We Trust or In Vino Veritas. 

Much to PupPups dismay, Scarlett says she is really NOT looking for love.   I would, being The Princess, that I am, string him along for a little while to see how many wonderful gifts he would give me first, but Scarlett, who I will admit is sometimes kinder than I am, fails to see the point of wasting ones time like that.    Instead she just sent him a note asking him to stop drinking, loose some weight, and get out of jail.  After all of that, she told him he could ask his parents to bring him around for an introduction.

Poor PupPup.   Now The Princess feels sorry for him.    I think I will send him a note telling him that I like his chubby little body and tiny little head, that I KNOW that is only a patio gate and thirdly, he can come up and have his little glass of wine with me anytime he feels like it.   I don't drink wine, myself, but a frosty tall glass of beer goes down quite nicely, thank you.

See what happens when you are in denial and think you are better than everyone else.   The Princess steals your man.

Cheers, Pup Pup

Princess Daisy