Hey, mama’s been out walking around our ville and looking at the incredible flowers that are found on all of the little streets…so pretty. I wanted to go but she forgot me outside and I’ve been trying to get papa to let me in for about…well…a long time. I think it has been about 2 minutes so far and that’s a very long wait in my book!!!
Don THEY know that I am not to be locked out. Oh…I just realized: I know how to push the door open. Oh, well, I still would have liked to take the flower tour…
Oleanders in every color
Roses are the bus stops
Someone’s little rock garden up the street
More bus stop roses
And this was such a great idea for dining room chair covers, mama just had to pass it on! A little shop that sell nautical clothes puts tees on the chairs and ties them behind. I’m pretty sure you could do this with kitty tee shirts at the table where you serve kibble and roast chicken and tuna and stuff, no?
Loulou, the roses remind me of you! What pretty ones they are! I hope your momma lets you join her on the flower walk next time. You shouldn’t have to push open the door yourself when the “service” is supposed to do that for you. Maybe they need to hang up a bell pull, so you can ring it when you need them. Bell pulls work pretty good. I have one. Luvs to you.
A BELL PULL???? Wow, does a butler come and give you treats and groom you?
BEAUTIFULBEAUTIFUL!!!!!!! Those oleanders on the wall are magnifique!! And, Loulou – you must convince Mama and Papa to get you a stroller like mine so you can voyage in style like the Princess that you are! Well, maybe you can give mine a try to see if you like the idea. In August. You can try my stroller – Bon Idée?
Yes, it would be really fun to try out!!!
Beautiful flowers, but none are as gorgeous as you, LouLou.
Oh, thank you, but I don’t have some of the nice perfumes…clean, but not flower-y.
Your papa left you waiting for all of two minutes? Be glad you don’t live with Jan. She can zone out and not even remember we’re here for days! Okay, hours, but they seem like days.
He makes up for it by giving me the world’s greatest tummy rubs.
Oh, LouLou ! The suffering of Mama & Papa leaving you out – when you wanted in ! Call the SPCA ! Or – just use the cat flap, I guess. At east you didn’t miss dinner !
Well, they left me about the time it takes to take a snapshot of my pleas!!! Oh, it’s tough being such a subject for photo shoots.