I'm Nobody's Purse

Kaya's ex-boyfriend finally moved out. He was really cramping my style. The guy's like all mad that I took over in the lovin' department. He was always howling about how she was his pup and to back off and stuff. I'da kicked his butt, but dude, he was at least two bills! Neck as thick as a tree trunk. All macho and stuff.

That inter-species thing was kinda kinky. But it's a'ight; I like chickies who are into experimentation.

So I met some more hotties today while walkin' 'round the 'hood. They were all like, "That dog looks like he cost a lot of bling-bling. He is too sexy!" OK, maybe she didn't SAY the sexy part, but she was thinking it, oh yes, she was thinking it.

But I was a little annoyed with my peeps. They lost my leash and had to use a purse strap to walk me tonight. Hobie is nobody's purse!

Dang. I gotta go steal the squeaky squirrel from Kaya. Later!