What To Do? What To Do?

Oh me, Oh my.   Oh Boy.    I have a huge problem.   How can I possibly decide which flavor to start with?  Is it possible to have too many Wagatha's?     Where is Bob?   Someone, please.   Lock the door.   Do not let that mangy stupid head in here until I decide if I have enough biscuits to give him one.  Yipes.   This is a horrible problem.



My friend Norman, who owns Wonderful Wagatha's sent me four tins of my favorite biscuits in the whole world and I just couldn't wait to share these with you.   The pictures.   Not my Biscuits.  No one gets these biscuits.

Right now my favorite is Tuscon Tomato.    Yesterday I had a photo shoot with Ms. Bev (she says she will edit out the stupid picture behind me so it doesn't distract from my beauty)...and it made me so exhausted.   It's a lot of work, modeling.   I ate about a half a tin of biscuits.    The Tuscon Tomato smells just like pizza.  No kidding.

Stupid Head Bob is begging and begging.   He keeps coming over to my side of our property all day and he figured out how to press his nose on the window and watch me count biscuits.    Do you think I should share with him?

You can let me know, but I don't think I will.     Isn't a Princess allowed to keep all the spoils?

Don't forget my Mom will be on the Radio on Saturday at 11am..... Dog Talk.    I'll blog more about it tomorrow so you won't forget.

Love, The Princess of Everything, and maybe Norm will let me be his new SpokesDog! Ha

Daisy

 

 

 

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  • 7/17/2008 6:27 PM Chexy wrote:
    Daisy-
    You look so lovely in Ms.Bev's pictures with your yummy treats!. I think that you should leave the pictures in the background, it adds a sense of total chaos to the fact that you can't decide which wonderful Wagathas you will have next!
    Love and toots
    Moxie/Chexy (well just love, no toots)



    Thank you Chexy.    And because Moxie is very old and thus very deserving, I am saving one Biscuit for her.  You can pick it up when you return from vacation.    I mailed two to my new friend Ben Moser, but I have a feeling that the postal service may have compromised my envelope by allowing a sniffing dog to touch it.     At the very least, poor Ben received only crumbs.      Perhaps my friend Norman can send me a small box of samples to give away.

    I like that idea.  Don't you?   Then I don't have to share my own.     Norman?

    Princess D

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  • 7/24/2008 7:20 PM Norman wrote:
    Fear not... more treats are on the way... TO SHARE... you have your own princess!
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