Le Mops: Pork 'n' Beans for da Soul

Da pigs are mine. Why won’t the toy stay in da box and let me play wit mah pigs and mah monkees?


Perhaps if i sit on da box, the toy will stay in it!

I am under seege!!!!!

I hearby decree my name is no longer Porky. Do you hear dat Lola Mae Pansy Pants?!?

We wint to a pug partee this weekend. Everyone was real busy palaying with mah toy, so I gots some time to sniff some new pugs. A course, mah mama only took pictures if I stood next to the lil toy....i donno think mam mama loves me no more.

Mah brudder Rocco is not an alien! I’m just sayin.

After da meetups, we wint to talk ta god! Mah toy didno what it was, so she missed out on da fries. I swear I heard mah mama order me a cheeseburger, but then she sed onions and threw it away. I think she ate it when the RIcky daddy wasno lookin.

After we talk to god, we wait for the angels to give us food!

At home, I told the Ricky daddy all about the meetups and god. He sed he was there and asked if I was okay. He’s a silly Ricky daddy!

I’ma only layin on her so she don’t bite me! Really

Mah Chewie gots all dressed up!!!

Dis is mah barkday birfday stash! I gots a new monkee, because the arm somehow fell off da old one. I also got lots of cakes and cookies!

Mah chewie tried to steel mah cake!

Mah brudder rocco got to eat his whole cake. I had to share with the lil toy and mah chewie.  Den we only got one piece!



I tink I deserve more cake! *snorT*

Some birfday rockband! Happy birthday brother rocco and sister peony!