A Hugh Hefner-Style Smoking Jacket

Jaime made me a sexy new smoking jacket very similar to the kind Hugh Hefner wears. I am a total play-dog, so it's appropriate.



I think I am going to quickly outgrow this, but I have my eye on a piece of sexy silk leopard-print fabric that will drive the ladies wild!

I've been quite busy this last week. On Monday I met Teresa's dog, Abby. She was pretty hot, but not really my type. I like my bitches blond - like Teresa and ... be still my heart ... Jessica. Anyway, Abby shared her bone with me (Who are we kidding, I just took it from her. Just because she's 38 pounds heavier than me doesn't mean a damn thing when it comes to bones. I've gotta have 'em!). There was another hottie there named Jessica (so many Jessicas, so little time) and we made out for a while. Some guy named Chester thought I was the bomb for stealing Abby's bone. Like I've said before: Bitches (and women) want to be with me, dogs (and men) want to BE me. (I bet he's coveting my sexy new jacket! Too bad. He's not sexy enough to pull it off!)