Playing at Lemon Creek Park

There is a park near my grandma and grandpa's house called Lemon Creek Park. I like to go there and run around.  The other day, I met some dogs from the neighborhood: a Yorkie named Leah and a beagle named Tiffany.  

There are no dog parks around here.  But I can run around on the grass all I want!

Nobody Walks In L.A.

Well, here I am in Los Angeles now.  Mama and I flew on an airplane and got here on Saturday. 

I am learning how to drive because nobody walks in L.A. (Well, we still walk a little bit so that I can pee and poo.)  I took this blue car for a test drive. I really like it. It has cool flames painted on the side like a race car and it's a convertible. 

Now, I just need some sunglasses and a surfboard... 

My La Mer Facial

On Saturday after doggie play group in Soho, Mama did a little shopping at Bloomingdale's and dragged me along. I really don't care for shopping, to tell you the truth. 

Here I am, waiting patiently for my facial. 

I Might Have Been Fidel

Mama was talking to a lady yesterday at doggie play group in Soho, and now she's convinced I must be part Havanese! She found this picture of Havanese puppies on the Internet. I do have the same, soft hair and curling tail, and black and white coloring. Mama says she should have named me Fidel. Ha ha.

Strange Little Doggies

Last night, I was walking down Sixth Avenue with Mama. 

Suddenly, I saw three tiny dogs that were yapping, turning in circles and flipping around. 

There was something strange about them....

They didn't smell at all. They had no scent!  And they kept doing the same thing over and over again, like robot dogs.  It was freaky. 

I tried to play with them. I growled. I jumped around. I waved my paws in the air. 

Nada. 

It was like they were hypnotized. 

After a while, I gave up and started walking home again. 

I couldn't figure out why Mama was giggling...