You see, I'm a proper pedigree hound. O yes. This blog, I believe, provides ample evidence of the ancient bloodlines, the proud pose, the archetypal combination of keen hunting instinct and lovingly velcro-esque family dog.
But I was born in France, and registered there, and when I asked if I could join the snooty old English Kennel Club they said 'non'. Quelle horreur!
Here in America, though, the land of opportunity, liberty and justice, I have been welcomed with open arms into the American Kennel Club. Hurray! I'm an American Citizen!
3 comments:
Maggie! Maggie!
My mom and dad are taking me to Quiet Waters today! Hope you might be there :)
Licks and Wiggles,
Laila
Congrats! Go celebrate with some baseball, apple pie & chevrolet! (it's a line in a song).
Aw, Laila, sorry I missed you! We so nearly went to Quiet Waters, but in the end went to Mount Vernon instead, and I had a little swim in the Potomac there.
Hope you had fun - maybe see you there next time.
M
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