Bob,

I just wanted to let you know about the awful thing my mom did to me this weekend.  I know you will understand.  I was all excited because we took a car ride to the wonderful petstore place with all the friendly people, and cookies, and good smells.  Just as I found a really good scent, mom drug me off into this little room with buzzing noises and extra bright lights.  She said I was going to get my nails trimmed. 

WHAT! 
         So the nice lady took me back to the magic table, and I stood up nice and tall and tried to be a very good girl.  On one side of me were two little fuzzy dogs that kept yipping, and squirming, and the beauticians had to tell them NO a lot.  On the other side of me was a dog that looked like your sister Smudge.  They told him NO over and over and over.  He had TWO helpers around him.  Then, I guess he was super naughty and they had to put the cone of shame on him while they did his nails.  I stood very still and was very polite, she never had to tell me NO.  They trimmed all my nails and gave me a cookie.  I was such a good girl, mom was very impressed.  That should show them how good us Pitt Bull types are. 

I just wanted to let you know, now that I have had it done, be brave next time Bob.  If you just look at all the pretty pictures and think of yummy cookies, it will be over before you know it.  It was exhausting though, I had to nap on the way home.  But you know, I can only go about 45 minutes in between snoozes.  It is a lot of work being such a good dog.

I hope the holidays are good to you Bob, and I hope Santa shops at those pet store places, cuz BOY OH BOY do they have some good stuff!

Licks and leaps,

Abbie

Thanks for the scoop Abbie.  It is so good that you sent this e-mail when you did, because Mom just finished making me an appointment to have my Rabies Shot AND a nail trim.  Mom says we are taking our own peanut butter to the vet, because the kind they have there is way to runny and has no crunchies in it.    I only like one brand of Peanut Butter and I think it is perfectly o.k. to be picky when placed into a situation as you described.

Because you were so good, I found MOPE, my mouse person  (he was hiding behind a pile of books and covered in dust)..... and we flew around a little bit to find you a place to get nail polish.     We think it should be called PitBull Polish, not Poodle Polish... but it does have some pretty great names and colors:    
I don't know about the Blue Color.... that seems a bit radical to me, but then again, you are the Girlie-Girl, so you will know better about these things.     Be sure to ask your Mom to let you have polish the next time you go.   And tell her not to trick you.... just come straight out and tell you where you are headed.      You are brave and perfectly able to handle that shock before you arrive at the petstore place.

And you are right....... it will soon be Christmas, so I think we need to get started on our Letters to Santa.     Mom says she is pretty certain that all of us in The Club, (not to mention ALL of our wonderful friends of ALL breeds and creeds) will be getting a little extra this year, and I'm planning on sending my list to Mr. Norm at Wonderful Wagatha's  because MOPE and I were checking out his Holiday Stuff and we are definately interested in quite a few of his Winter Specials.
                                         

Mr. Norm has two Holiday Flavors ---- Christmas Cranberry and Holiday Pumpkin Pie and I am absolutely sure that those will be quite delicious.

Be sure you don't miss one single day of Blogging for the first few weeks of December, because I will be making shopping suggestions which you can conveniently place somewhere where your Mom will be SURE to look.... like on the fridge door!  HA.    

So thanks again for your great e-mail and be sure to keep me posted about your Holiday Plans.

Love and Licks,

Bob
--------- holding my breath until after my Mani-Pedi.