OUT AND ABOUT IN PARIS AND LONDON

Well would you blogging believe it?

A visitor from over the pee!

Came to see this wiry square dog,

Auntie Jane. And my bestie pal Petey.

Yikes! Then who rocked up? Yes! Lacie!

Screaming "Stoopid Square.You fixed me a date?

Aunti Jane! Put on my black lippy.

And Eric. I don't want a date with your mate!!!

True to form Lacie cranked up her blender

Wizzed up drinks with coke zero (no fat)

Seemed to send her a itsy bit crazzeeee

Double dating with my brother the cat.......

Fox trotted our guests to my Pally

Tried to lose 'n confuser her. See?

Butt. Hoo boy! That Lacie went diggin'

Her butt stuck. Off course. Tee hee!!

"Let me in! Let me in!" Lacie schreechied.

"I've a date with some dude called Harry

Meantime. Guess I'll look.....

For rich batchelor dogs to marry.

I dispatched them girls quick to the station.

On a train bound for gay Parrrree.

Heard the beasty was way embarrassin'....

Screaming "Boyz! C'est Lacie. Lakie"

They zoomied around. Sightseeing the town.

Autie J! Auntie B! Take piccy's of me!

Lacie yapped "In Pareeee. Mais Oui!

I'm by far the BIGGEST attraction. Ici!"

Course. They visited Versailles Palace

All sparkling with glitter and gold.

King Louis was once there residing

And Lacie came over all bold.......

"A King where is he? I want him!" she trilled.

"I'll feed him breakfast and smoothies in bed.

What? A wife? He already has one?

Umm. Perhaps they can chop off her head?"

"Imagine me Queen of this Frogland

Dressed in Ermine with Amethyst Crown.

I would rule everydoggie wears purple!

And Miss Enid will hold up my gown."

But this yapping of hers soon abated.

And she sat most content by the Lake.

Think it's due to that Marie ghost whisperin'

"Forget him then you can eat cake......?"

We had a superdooper time with our vistors. Come back soon. Yeah. Even you Lacie!

ROUND AND ABOUT IN PARIS AND LONDON

Bloggies. Wagging to be back. Seeing you again after my enforced stay in Puppy Purr Gate Ory. While my Squares paraded round Parizz. Without. Me. I can go you know. In the special terrier euro tunnel. Under the very small pee. No big deal. Been before. Here's me. Smooching with my poochie. And Petey and Lacie posing in Parizz.



But Mom said I needed the special rabbits injection to go. And mumbled something about Parizz being "Unsuitable for Blogging Dogs". Huh. Load of old twaddle. I know. I sneaked a peekie at their pile of Parizz photo's.

Mon Chien! Mon Chats! Looksee. There's a very tall and special Parizz Electricity Tower!!!



All a-glowing with foxy high wiry power for speeding round your bloggies. Then there was this. Petey's Mommy and my Mom's most flavourite ooh la la. La Tea Da. Tea Shop Laduree.



Celebrating summer holidays for doggies!!!!! Right there in the windows!!!! (you can bigify) On all the boxes and stuffies too. Ici.



Regardez ceci. Can you zee? Mademoiselle Fifi? The leetle cherie. Leetle macaroons look especially dogalicious too. Mom said "Mmmmm tres bon." And this too. You'll never believe your pies...



O. N.L.Y. A Bar for Dogs. Wow!!! Ain't that something to bark about??? Course I can woof woof in any language. Been very useful for the leggeds eh? Better than speaking that Franglaise. Woofz Woofz. Zee. Barking In French. Bet you can too.