Pierre: I’ve got a great new bed!
Newton: Get out of there. That’s mine!
Pierre: Finders keepers. You just wish you had seen this first. Don’t be a sore loser!
Newton: Sore loser? Mister smartystripes, don’t you know what that is? It’s a suitcase and it is going to BlogPaws, where my fan club will be meeting. So I have to get in so I can attend, too.
Pierre: You aren’t going to BlogPaws, Newton. You can’t behave to travel as far as the vet’s office. So stop with the crazy talk and leave me to enjoy my new bed.
None of us (except Plush Ashton) are attending BlogPaws, but the head peep is, and she’s looking forward to meeting some of our friends from around the blogosphere in the fur! If you don’t see us around the internet quite as much as usual this week, that’s why. Aunt Orvis is the best pet sitter ever, but she doesn’t give us internet privileges. Good help is so hard to find!


















