I'm in the 509 with my homies (again!), while my moms flit off to Paris for a long weekend.
They better bring me back something. I know that I can't have bottles or sticks, but maybe a trip to BHV for a french dog toy would be nice.
I am having so much fun with Phrace and Jedi and everyone. Lola is gone until she comes out of heat. I am bummed. I want my own flat coat retriever too.
Anyways, gotta run and chase my sister.
Ernest who is almost one year old.
A blog by a basset hound named Ernest puppy who is making the lives of two people in Seattle very happy and one day hopes to run for public office.
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