The woomers you heard about are twue! I had a visit fwom Brooke - Charlie & Opy's mum! I met a weal DWB celebwity! And I am only the second DWB doggie to meet hew. The first was Hammer. She bwought me this bootiful rope/stuffie/ball fwom Opy and Charlie also! And, I sent Charlie and Opy some of my famous giant pig eaws that mum buys me in the Victowia Mawket. She had the bootiful smells of Charlie and Opy on her. My Thin Twin Asta up over was so excited that she sent this e-mail to me: "That is so vewy excitingTHE Bwooke???wow she's like the most famous doggie Mom of them all..I'm vewy jelly!... That is so cool that she came to see you and bwought you goodies fwom Opy and Charlie." I not only met Bwooke, but I got to go out to lunch with Bwooke and mum. They went out for Lesbian food (mum: that's LEBANESE food, Asta) and I got to twy the Lesbian cheese on pee-ta bwead! (mum: that's LEBNE and PITA, Asta). Mum says that ouw daddies are going to get together also and pway wif their compooters. I was sowy not to meet Charlie and Opy, but Bwooke says they are home-bodies. I'm looking foward to meeting the whole family!
But I have been vewy bad. Mum took me for our regular 2 hour walk and I wrolled in a pile of vomit that I found in the pawk. It smelled so pawtastic - it was even better than the dead bird I wolled in a couple of weeks ago and my usual bat poo and possum poo perfume, but mum was weally upset. She said my behaviowr was enough to make hewr sick and she took me stwaight to the public bathwoom and washed it all off, but it didn't get wid of that pewfume-like awoma, so she gave me another bathf. She is making a face because of the fwagwant awoma. She just doesn't have any taste! No, don't wash it away. Oh, woe is me!
I guess I'm going to have to forgive mum fow ignoring me and my blog. She bought me some belated bawkday gifts: a big bag of pig eaws, a new pink rope toy, and 4 of my favowite rope kongs! Then she suwpwised me wif this wope ball. I think it will become my new favowite! And, she says another suwpwise is coming, plus she is still pwomising me some ice cweam.
G'day Pals, Mum told me she abandoned me fow 3 weeks to go to confewences, but these photos tell another stowy. It seems that she was weally pawtying it up dwinking pawtinis and cheating on me wif other animals - including hew fwiends dog, Tommy and all of these stwange cweatures. I don't know if I can twust her anymore. Boo hoo hoo.
Mum picked me up and bwought me home on Dec 6. I was weally tiwered fwom all of my mischief as you can see. I had a gweat time at the Figgs house. You know I love water and I was vewy bad there. I tipped over all my water buckets and played in the mud. The Figgs weren't vewy happy and kept punishing me wif lots of baths. Mum is just now helping me wif my blog because she took lots of photos in California and was busy wif her own blog. You can see them at lahconfidential.blogspot.com and I'll post a few here.
I was born in Brisbane on Nov. 23, 2004 to a litter of two at Quinvale Kennels, and I was flown to my home in Melbourne in late January 2005. There aren't many WFT's in Australia and my humans, Louise & Brian, were on a waiting list for about 9 months to get me. Brian says that when you wait 9 months for a baby, it's usually less furry. Being cute let's me get away with a lot and being a wirehaired fox terrier means I always try. Sometimes I have trouble understanding my humans' funny American accents, but watching a lot of American TV shows with Louise helps. Louise is an archaeologist and that means she travels a lot, so I sometimes have to stay with my friends, the Figgs. When she's here, it's great because we go for long walks or runs every day! There are not many of us WFT's in Australia and I'm always confused with airedale's and schnauzer's. Most people also get my name wrong, calling me Esther, Astro, or Astra. Those few who have seen the Thin Man, however, know it's ASTA.