Pets Not Allowed

I am still sulking because it is not fair!  Every Sunday, my parents and sis go to the town Green Market and have a blast there.  I was told that I cannot accompany them because of this stupid sign:

I don't get it.  Why can't my Dad just knock the sign down or pretend he is a college freshman and steal it?  I mean, no sign no problem, right?

This is one of the aisles.  Daddy pointed out that most of the senior citizens in this picture will be gone by the end of the month, something about snowbirds flying back North.

Happy Birthday To Me!

 Hi out there -- the Wild Alaskan Mountain Pug-turned-Florida Swamp Pug is back!  And what an auspicious day to return as it was my 7th birthday yesterday!  Mommy doesn't count her birthdays anymore (I think it is because she can't count that high), so she suggested we all skip mine as well.  WHAT?!?!?  Me, the party pug, forego an excuse to eat ice cream cake?  No way . . .

 

Ok, guys, stop with the pictures.  Time for caaakkkee!

I am salivating just being so close to the cake.  It is vanilla-chocolate with the scrumptious chocolate crunchies. 

My thoughful sister made me the birthday crown.  I think I look so regal . . .