Friday, August 26, 2011

Froot Bat Friday

Doods.  Bad news.  I think Mom got to Dad. He took this picture last night. And gave me no treats. And Mom was sort of bummed about my froot bats because she said they were Flying Nun Froot Bats (she prefers the more relaxed, out-to-the-side froot bats).  But he said, "But he's smiling!" Then she said that maybe Dad could let me lick the milk from the bottom of his cereal bowl when he was done with it just to sort of coax out the relaxed froot bats and he wouldn't do it. Doods.  I'm distraught.  I don't even know what to do. I thought he was on my side. His excuse was that he thought I wasn't allowed to have people foods.  And Mom said (thankfully!) that I get people foods on Thursday nights when I'm doing my photoshoots. Now if only she would follow her own advice.  See what I'm dealing with here?  It's tough.

I hope you guys have a great weekend and get tons and tons of treats.


  1. We think you look fabulous, and utterly treat-deserving, in that photo, Titus!

    Tommy (and the Gang)

  2. We love the big smile on your face! We tried to comment on Google but are getting that warning like Daisy had. On yours it's a blog called We had to remove Daisy from our blogroll and you might have to do the same with this one.

    The Florida Furkids and Angel Sniffie

  3. We LOVE the smile AND the ears, Titus.

    Have a great weekend.

    Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, Ciara, and Lightning

  4. Mom says whatefur you haf to do, do it! She has to haf her frootbats on Friday! Mom sends Titus hugs and kisses and nibbles!

  5. Mr. Titus, great smile for your daddy --- under the circumstances. this is just the type of thing we doods have to put up with on a daily basis, I feel your pain... we nefurr get treets.

    bonks dood


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