A THANK YOU NOTE FROM MASTER STEWEY ANGUS WILLOWSWAMP HIS VERY LITTLE SELF

WARNING FROM MOMMIE DEAREST: If you're tired of reading about the adventures of Stewey (damn dog), please skip to the next post in which I promise to give you a stitchy update. If, however, you are as fascinated with his life as I am...proceed.

Dearest Friends: Oh, how humbled I am to receive your wishes for me on my birthday. I am overwhelmed at the response to my mom's announcement, and will have to point out that it generated more comments than any other topic she's written about. Tee hee for me!

I will send my proper thank you notes forthwith, but I presently await my embossed stationery order to arrive. I felt that my current logo was a little juvenile, and since I'm four now, I thought I would go for a more manly monogram.

My day was wonderful. It started with a little snack in bed, followed by SEVEN tummy rubs! Seven! I usually only get two or three before the old lady drags me out the back door for my morning constitutional, but yesterday she really indulged me.

At six o'clock precisely, we picked up my Aunt Chrissy and headed to: The most important thing I had to do as soon as I entered the store was to select my treats from the bakery counter so that the nice sales clerk could wrap them while I shopped. My Aunt Chrissy help me decide:

Once I got that out of the way, I decided to check out the "healthy options" treats that they offer. I've decided to go all organic all the time, and this place had a pretty decent inventory:

Next it was on to the clothing section. I really liked the pink, orange, and brown combination, but alas, they didn't have anything in my size:

This little stuffed toy was my favorite thing in the store! I played with it for a few minutes to make sure it was suitable, and decided that it would suffice as a little memento of the day:

My only disappointment was that my mom and Aunt Chrissy wouldn't let me get the pink studded collar and matching leash. Pink! And studded! Oh well, I'm saving my allowance, and I'll go pick it up when I have enough cash: The last thing I had to do was pose for a pic with the dreaded hat. Mom and Aunt Chrissy cart this thing out every year for both Bosco and I, and they practically pee themselves giggling over trying to get the perfect picture to share with the world. I, however, was not amused: We did head over to PetSmart after this, but mom forgot to take the damn camera into the store with her. I swear, if her head wasn't attached.....

I managed to find a few new cool toys, and Mom even bought me a bag of some all natural/organic cookies. (They taste awful, but I'm afraid to tell her that since she wanted to get me good 'ol Milkbones and I threw a fit. I'll just stuff them into the sofa cushions until the bag's empty, and then I can go back to my regular ones.)

Aunt Chrissy played Doozie Ball with me once we returned home, but I quickly realized that she cheats, so I forfeited the game. Besides, she looked a little tired after our big adventure, so I figured I'd let her go home to my pesky cousin and call it a night.

So that's it, folks. I'm so glad that you decided to share my day with me! Thank you again for all of my birthday greetings. I am just overwhelmed by your kindness. Now if you could just go back to pretending that you come here to read all about my mom's stitchy stuff, that would be good for all of us.

Ciao!

Stewey