Milk-Bone shameless self-promo and Christmas in July

Hi friends. Sorry for the delay in posting.

Fritz at fort Mason

Mom has had me going all over the place. The last few days I have been romping around to various parks- Ft. Mason near the Golden Gate bridge and Red Rock Park near the rental (the one with the high views.) Just yesterday we hit Ghirardelli Square. It was dangerous for me, I know! I tried to snag a lick of Mom’s carrot cake cupcake but no such luck. We did fall into an audition for the Milk-bone Moment Contest! There’s $100,000 for the winner. I really think I have a good shot at it. I really hammed it up for the photographer. I even tried to wink at him a few times. Mom’s worried the stardom and $100,000 winner check will go to my head but I disagree.  I will be very levelheaded with my winnings. Perhaps take my girlfriend Kiki to Maui first, then purchase a lifetime supply of pigs ears and bully sticks, then invest a little for my (and hopefully Kiki’s) retirement. I’m sure we’ll buy some cute condo near a lot of parks and just hang out and chase squirrels and birds all day. Ah, the life. Hopefully our condo building will have some poodles, labraoodles, and golden retrievers- we seem to all just get along well. Those breeds seem to be low-issue types.

I have to admit it. I’ve turned into a foodie. Mom swears she’s gonna take me to the Ferry Building Farmers Market one Saturday.  I now only eat organic. I’ve started becoming a regular at the local food sustainability meetings and have joined the Dogs for Composting movement.

Fritz with organic veggies

I can’t believe I used to eat regular pestiside-laden food.  Yuck. My eyes and taste buds have been totally opened. No going back now. I guess I’ll have to fork over most of my bone-money at Whole Paycheck now. I hope I win the Milk-bone cash. That would help my cash flow needs.

Mom does a lot of reading at night so I thought I would take it up too. I sorted through the latest hot sellers for dogs at Mom’s favorite local San Francisco bookstore, Book Passages , but just couldn’t get into them. First I grabbed What Happened: Inside the Bush White House and Washington’s Culture of Deception by Scott McClellan but then on second thought figured that was pretty obvious and put it back. I finally settled on two books: The San Francisco Food Lover’s Guide and For Men only: A Straightforward Guide to the Inner Lives of Women. I figured I’d learn a thing or two about the best kibbles in town and also about the inner life of my girlfriend Kiki so I can be a better boyfriend for when I get home to Atlanta.

Fritz as intellectual

Do you like the glasses? Do they gbring out the salt and pepper in my hair and make me look more mature and husband material for Kiki? I don’t know. They definitely add a little something.

Mom has really annoyed me.  I smell like Christmas in July. Mom read in some hair-brained ‘Green’ book that she shouldn’t use regular overpriced flea and tick treatments she buys at the vet on me every month. Apparently, CLOVES and EUCALYPTUS OIL mixed together and rubbed all over me works better and apparently doesn’t cause cancer as much as the old stuff- I admit a big plus. But, can you imagine?  I think I scare the neighbors. When I go out on my daily walks, I feel like I should walk down the street barking Ho! Ho! Ho! Oh, well. Mom’s looking out for my best interest I guess.  Signing Off- Fritzy Claus

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