Now take a look at me:
Do you think I might pass for a Molossus hound and visit the museum? I think I might. But what if they think I'm the real thing and never let me leave? Kind of like the Hotel California?
P.S. Thank you, Dachshund Daddy, for finding the time to engage both in cultural and canine activities during your recent work trip to London.
I'd let you in to the British Museum any day Tootsie.
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Bertie.
Ps You might want to alert your fur-cousin Oz to my blog post today….
that is the best pic of you ever!! I love the mountains in the background and you seem to be having the most fun ever!!
ReplyDeleteThat is a great picture and sure, you can pass for a Molossus hound!
ReplyDeleteAn delightful picture and a charming post. Tootsie, I love you but no, you don't look like a great big Molossus hound, not in the least.
ReplyDeleteTootsie, even if they do not think you are a Molossus Hound, I think you should be allowed into the British Museum if your mum or dad carry you. That is what my mum does, if it says NO DOGS she carries me and no one has said anythimg so far, but then we have never been to the British Museum!!!!! I have benn in an art gallery.
ReplyDeletegreat picture!
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haha nice statue...i mean pup!
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