It's here again at last - the grandest holiday of them all! A monthlong celebration of The Guy. All Guy, all the time. What could get any better? Dinners, cakes, weightlifting equipment. All in celebration of my The Guy. And you silly people call me spoiled.
Speaking of gifts, The Man's squeaker is broken. I'm very disappointed. Curly keeps telling me she'll get me another one, but it's just not the same. The Man and I have been through alot together since Christmas morning.
Curly keeps reading someone else's blog about Germany. She seems really excited about it, and somehow I sense a trip in the future. I suppose it's okay since the guy with The Voice usually comes to stay with me. I would like to visit Germany myself, though. I've always had a thing for German Shepards.
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Puppies are always welcome in Germany, however it is really tough getting a visa for puppies just ask your ex-cousin Poncho. There are shots and then you have to be quarantined a month before they will let you in the country. Well please tell "The Guy" Happy Birthday!
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