Happy Hula-ween!

As I do every October, I have been tearing off the pages of my Harry Potter Page-A-Day desk calendar with mounting dread. Oh, what has she cooked up this year? Over the past two years, Woman has dressed me as a Poodle & as a Sea Lion for Halloween. Sure, I win tons of prizes & accolades, but really, it's so embarrassing. Well, we did my Halloween photo shoot this weekend & I dare say, I look quite fetching... even though I'd prefer to be a red head.


I was going for a pin-up girl look here...


Well, I may not fill out my coconut bra, but I do know how to work it for the camera.


So, have a Happy Halloween... if you must.

Does not play well with others...

When Woman told me she hired me a person trainer I was so ecstatic that she was finally taking my dream of having ripped abs seriously. I spent all morning waxing & picking out a harness to wear to meet my trainer. I had visions of hunky local with a Chuck Norris body and a face like Brad Pitt. Imagine my surprise when Marie showed up. And was she interested in my abs? No! Woman told her I needed behavioral training because I'm anti-social. It's called being aloof & many find it intriguing. Spend all the money on training you want, Woman, I'll never be a common butt sniffer.

Me Smokem Peace Pipe

A few weeks ago, I overheard woman & Jerry saying something about some Indian Pow Wow. I thought it was a weird name for a restaurant but who cares when we're going out for Indian food! You know, a nice curry buffet, or something. I was drooling just thinking about it.


But no, I was sadly mistaken. Instead we went to a Native American Pow Wow. In Honolulu. Ironic, isn't it? There are no Native Americans "native" to Hawaii. We're in the middle of the bloody Pacific! Any who, Jerry who is half Cherokee, and Anna who is full blood Saltine Cracker seemed to enjoy themselves. (I'm half black & half white if you can't tell.) I just spent my time contemplating new hairstyles and dreaming about Tikka Masala.