Louie, Esq.- I Believe in You!
My owners were rushing around, gave me a quick pat and kiss before hustling out the door. For a minute I stared at it, then turned and resigned to my favorite sleeping corner on the couch. The blanket was still in a cave formation from the day before. The tv was still on and my favorite commercial, the Visa one with Mambo Italianocame on. It made me smile.
The next had an attorney solemnly stating he would represent you for some infraction. Bob Laub Law or something. That's fun to say. Bob Laub Law, Bob blah blah. Hee, hee. Wait a minute! Why don't Italian Greyhounds have representation? Maybe I should become a lawyer and represent my brethen and their trampled rights. I started to daydream:
Denied a snack? Call Louie! Need to go outside? Call Louie! Only have 50 toys? That's just a beginning! Hi, my name is Louie and I'm here because for too long, our howls have gone unheard, our needs unmet and our pranks unnoticed. To this I say harumph! Don't want to take a bath? Give me a call. Brush your teeth? No way. Unfettered attention? You deserve it!
Wag your tail a little more: Louie's on your side!
The sun was shining through the window and began to warm the blanket. My eyelids grew heavy and as they shut, I let out a deep sigh. Now I just have to decide if I'll work pro bono or for beefy snacks.
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