Sunday, October 10, 2010

Have you noticed?

It’s been impossible to comment on my blog. Mom did that on purpose because she really doesn’t have much time to deal with spammers. She decided that I might just want to see what my friends think, so she’s opened the comments up to anyone (though she’s going to approve them before they post here.)

Anywhocares, Mom read my last blog post and felt sorry for me that I was so cold. We went to the puppy supply store and looked at all the sweaters. This one was the least offensive to me:

In fact, as you can see, I think I look rather distinguished. All I need is a bubble pipe and I’d be all set to rock the aristocat aristocrat look.

Mom said that she’s going to order a Sooners sweater for me to wear. Apparently we all have to represent Dad’s favorite team at our house. I’m OK with that because I’ve been told that red is my color. Does that make me a Winter?

Mom also likes the idea of a manly looking camouflage or skull and crossbones sweatshirts. I told her that the hood is a little much, until she reminded me that I don’t like going outside to potty when the sky is spitting on me. It seems to be doing that a lot lately, and I don’t like it a bit.

When Mom mentioned that she might need to knit a sweater for me because I’m so hard to fit with my manly chest, I had to draw the line. I’ve seen some of the blankets she’s knitted and they’re way too girly for me. I really don’t need even MORE people thinking I’m a girl when I go to the puppy park. I don’t understand that at all because who would name a girl Einstein? Duh!

preston wrote:

Hello, Einstein!
What a great looking sweater!  It fits perfectly! (we know how hard this is for puggles)  Green is a nice color on you.
You look so cute!

wags,
Preston

Anna wrote:

Boomer Sooner.  Anything Oklahoma Sooner will make you look GREAT!!

Luke wrote:

Oooooh, my mom is super jealous of your sweater. For me, I mean, not her

She seems to forget sometimes that I’m a pit bull and pit bulls don’t wear sweaters. Dad said she was never ever allowed to put clothes on me, but I’ve started quite the wardrobe collection. It’s hard to find clothes to fit my big manly chest too.

You know what’s funny? My grandma told my mom that if she ever brought home a pit bull they would never speak again. Turns out I’m just a super cute cuddle bug, so now Grandma loves me. She even knitted me a sweater! I think I look kinda silly in it but if Mom says I gotta wear it, I wear it. Dad just shakes his head.

Hope you like yours though, it’s quite dashing on you!

-Luke

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