Coco Goes to Auntie JoAnn's.

SOME of you may remember Coco, my extraordinary dog. The dog who has traveled to Paris, Italy and Las Vegas and yet still remains down to earth and "real."
He also functions as an intermediary for me when the world gets a bit much and he is a lot of fun any place you take him.
He had a bit of a bad day a while back and Auntie JoAnn decided to take him home with her for an overnight visit. It's not every Mama who gets documentation that her offspring was on their best behavior.
Actually, JoAnn's camera caught Coco up to one no good trick: getting in the cat food! Shame, Coco, shame!
It looks like he had a good time however (getting a special manicure!), and that's what the trip was for. You see, the Mister doesn't care for Coco in quite the same way I do. If you search this blog you'll come upon another entry on Coco. So the two of them had words when he found Coco in the house and ordered him to go outside in the garage where he belonged. (As if this precious dog belonged in a dirty old garage?!) Oh, well. There's just no accounting for some people's taste, is there?
Or some cat's? I'm not sure if Chandler, Auntie JoAnn's cat, is actually pleased with their overnight visitor. Hmm. I guess things went OK, though. I didn't hear about any bad feelings ... on Coco's part, anyway.

At the end of the day my little dog read up on artful blogging. Now how will I keep up with him? Well, what do you know. Blogging is no longer underlined as a misspelled word! Isn't technology wonderful! (Most times.) I downloaded the latest upgrade from FireFox. Perhaps that's it, or maybe spell check just isn't working.

Oh, well. Enjoy the photos and thank you again, Auntie JoAnn!
Hope all is well. Now I must e-mail SouthernGirl so she can send me a postcard from Georgia - femminismo