Category Archives: First-person narrative

Pug Spill!

Ok Daddy, I get it, you really love that Western shirt on the rack . . . it’s calling out your name, I totally get it! But seriously, did you have to throw all of your bags on the floor … Continue reading

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Post Holiday Flea Market!

Christmas just ended two weeks ago and I’m so confused as to why we are back at the markets scouring for vintage holiday wares so soon? I know, those two Daddies of mine are always looking to score the next … Continue reading

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The Falling Man!

There’s a reason why I don’t look up into the sky while I’m prancing around New York City while shaking my curly tail. Ok, usually it’s because I’m shoving my snout deep into a corner full of urine to give … Continue reading

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Early-Bird Birthday Wish!

I’ve been running around this damn tree trunk coffee table all morning waiting for Daddy Tommy to wake up—I’ve got a yummy birthday surprise waiting for him! Snort, Snort! That’s right, today is Tommy’s birthday and big Daddy John and … Continue reading

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Mamma swims with the fishes!

Wait a minute, what happened? I could have sworn I was on the subway, sleeping in my Lacosté travel bag, piled onto Daddy’s lap and now I’m suddenly under water? What are these fish doing here in my presence? Am … Continue reading

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