Hot or Not? (Like I need to ask)

The puppy has been getting much praise so I just want to remind you of the wisdom and beauty of age.


I'm covered in stickies from the yard and the ma ape has been spending much time every day petting me to get them out of my fur. Smart, eh?

Youth is wasted on the young.

Giving Good Face

This weekend I've had a great time chattin' and have gotten some great cooking tips from Snowball and learned tales of funny sibs like Ben the Rotti's lobsters. But Jake and Just Harry wanted to know how I get so many ladies. And, frankly, it is my moneymaker. No, not my bum. My lovely face!

This is my most charmingest grin.


Blowing kissies:

I can do wonderful impressions. My granny has a touch of the flu and here I am doing her coughing faces:

And in my best sissymask:



And the best looking dudes have to look hot even while eating:


And here I am with my salmon skin cigar:

I can even wink AND flirt while I am eating:

Sometimes I like a touch of color on my face so I rooted in the mud a bit.

I like to call this my natural look.




And here I am with sissydrool on my face.


And just plain handsome.

Ready for my Close-Up

Are the primary results in? I'm sooooooo bored! Wake me up when the Dogocrats have a candidate.

Toons

It is a lousy rainy day. So I'm staying in and catching up on my 'toons. I am watching Creature Comforts by the guys who do Wallace and Gromit. Here's a funny video they do about Americans and body image:



Um, I think I might be the dog who says "The hard thing about being so good looking is that you have to keep it up." With this kind of mug I have to agree. The beauty rest that this face requires is enormous:

Public Letter to my Granny

Dear Granny,

I am forced you write you this Dear John letter. Well, I guess it is more of a Dear Granny letter but I digress. Earlier this week you left this comment on my blog:

Granny said...

No offense Wally, but the late, great Conan was the cutest dog ever.

Now, I understand you are motivated by the fact that Conan was certainly much cuter, more charismatic and absolutely much smarter than your other two children. Not to mention, as my friend Ike pointed out, he knew his way around eyeliner like the best 80s hair bands. However, you seem to fail to appreciate your grandson's one of a kind good looks.

Let me remind you of my charming and disarming mug:


I am also very polite and willing to eat anything that is offered to me and even some things that have not been offered but have been left on the counter, the table, or your plate.

Must I remind you of

1) How my exotic good looks often lead passers-by to ask "What IS that?"
2) My underprivileged background as a homeless orphan
3) My psychiatric disorders (also known as "being a mama's boy" and "co-dependence")
4) That I am so handsome people do Google searches for my butt (seriously--more on that later)

If you are not persuaded by reason let me remind you, in the immortal words of the philosopher Beyonce, don't you ever get to thinking you're irreplaceable. Earlier this week I had THIS in my comments:

Grammie said...

Wally:
You are both wise and wonderful!
Peanut and Flash's Grammie

Yes, my pals Peanut and Flash's Grammie stopped by to tell me I was wonderful. I was so honored I was blushing!

I have thrown down the gauntlet (or whatever the doggie equivalent would be since I doubt we could wear gauntlets on our paws). As an apology I will accept heaps of praise, belly rubs and, of course, edibles.

love,
Your best grandson, Wally