Mami bought me a brand new collar from Cycle Dogs. It's my favorite color (purple) and matches my natural beauty marks (a.k.a. spots). She read about Cycle Dogs on UrbanBulldog.com (a super cool bulldog blog), where Sherbert rocked it, and I secretly coveted my own. What's uber cool is that Cycle Dog makes collars and leashes out of old bike tubes. And since Papi's a crazy cyclist, he was all on board.
To celebrate the occasion, I took the liberty of breaking it in with a ceremonial dust dance. Mami and Papi failed to see the significance. They'll learn someday.
Mami and Papi just introduced me to corn -- and I love it, as you can tell. On the cob is the best, but trying to track down those little kernels requires serious skills. Practice makes perfect. More, please!
Papi's biking buddy Wayne Jacobsen took this photo in Florence, Italy. Ever since, I've been trying to convince Mami and Papi that umbrellas are a necessity. They're not obeying. More training is necessary.