In Our house, Kismet the parrot likes anything with music. Even though They go out on Monday night (He works and She’s with him), when it is on, They leave Kismet with the TV on the Dancing with the Stars channel. She goes bonkers-chirping, squawking, and going back and forth on any perch she’s on. I swear, that bird has rhythm. Kenzie likes the start of MGM movies where the lion roars and that’s about it. Me, I’m a Food TV addict. I like that, Bravo’s Top Chef and anything to do with glorious food. It is so bad that I watch the Rachel vs Guy battle on Sunday night. If it comes opposite the Westmister Kennel Show, I’m gonna have to tape something for later viewing. Speaking about Westminster, I’m waiting for Sadie to make a comeback and/or her progeny to compete. They read a blurb about every breed and I’m miffed at the one for the Scottish Terrier-they read it every year. “This is a breed only for an owner who is confident enough to have a dog that knows it is smarter than him” or something like that. Every other breed gets something special said about it but when it comes to us Scots-we get only the obvious. We have hidden good qualities also. Why not mention all those-cut out the commercials and there you have your hour to mention what’s special about Scotties.
We’ve really loved reading your comments on Stuarts blog. The new Silent Sunday one really made us “Bark Out Loud”.
Glad to see that you are now “blogging”. Us boys will be looking out for your “words of wisdom” in the future.
Enjoy the TV !
Yeah, it’s one of my best. I’m really proud of myself for remembering the punch line!
I, too, loved your silent comment yesterday. But, more importantly, I think it should be my voice on Westminster Roo Roo’ing about us Scotties. Yeah.
arooooOOOooooOOooooooooooOOOOOo. roo. Stuart
OK, you’re appointed as a committee of one to take charge at the Garden!
OOOh, I forgot about that insane Miller Beer commercial. Remember the one with the glorified delivery boy looked at the painting of a very distinguished Scottish Terrier and said “Is that a portrait of a dog??? This is hallowed ground, hoops and hockey” and they pulled the Miller beer from the Garden. My peep thought, “who cares-Miller does have more taste-something like burnt toast has more taste than newly made sourdough”. He’s never bought a Miller beer since.
We boop over to wish you Happy Valentine’s Day!
Sweet William The Scot
We fixed it ~ now if you hit on Lee you go directly to my site.
Sweet William The Scot