Mom just got back from Atlanta, Georgia USA (she said it took her 28+hours door to door). I heard her talking about 2 Cs and 2 Kings in Atlanta. Yes she was talking about Atlanta being home to CNN and Coca Cola. The 2 Kings, well they were – Larry King (she had a picture taken with him) and Marin Luther King (she went to his museum. I think this King once said ‘I Have a Dream’ hehe - can't beat me, I am always dreaming and he was the symbolic leader of American Blacks involved with some civil rights movement). I didn’t know I was so knowledgeable.
Now, let’s turn to the subject matter Gifts from my god-papa. She came back with half a luggage (I certainly don’t mean a small luggage) of goodies for me. She said they were from my god-papa in Boston (you mean he visited her in Atlanta and not me here in Singapore. God-papa, how could you do this to me? I thought you love me loads - hmmmm!!!!- makes me wonder now).
I got a new collar, 2 leashes, T-shirt
and loads of rawhides (see some of the samplings) from my god-papa.
To be honest, the rawhide was to tell mom, never ever give me oxtail ever again. The collar, leash and T-shirt were from Harley Davidson – to improve my macho image. Mom said she had a debate with god-daddy. She wanted the spiky collar but god-daddy said it was not good for my bull terrier image (no use arguing with a woman – they always win so here I am stuck with the spiky collar).
The heart breaking news was when mom said “All these are your birthday presents”
Be nice mom, I can’t wait for one month (of course not, for I have master the art of Herbie’s ‘give me food look’ and YES I had one rawhide already). To be honest, I love my presents (so far) this year. I guess you may all have seen Joey’s posting on what I got for my birthday last year. Mom thought that was extravagant and she has been telling everyone not to buy expensive gifts for me this year.
Thank you god-papa for the wonderful gifts.