While we are all feeling so badly for Maggie and the Brat Pack, we wanted to take time out for some fun stuff. Here's an artsy photo of me (Poppy). Ok, so it's not really an artsy photo. My secretary was trying to get a close-up of my beautimous face and she doesn't know why it turned out all blue. As you can see, I could never have won Stanley's beard contest. Mine is pretty short in comparison to a lot of yours, but it can still sop up lots of water and deposit it on the floor. Mom says Penny and I are driving her into the poor house because she uses sooooo many paper towels to clean up our dribbles. Recently, she put a big towel under each of our feeding stations, in the dog-feeding room, but it only helps a little. We are experts at getting a whole beard full and bringing most of it out into the kitchen. Our mom thinks that for every ounce that goes into our bellies, at least a gallon goes on the floor. Penny dribbles the most because her beard is about 3 times as long as mine! Oh, yeah, and our poor Personal Servant (Dad) fills up Penny's water bowl about 10 times a day. She does drink a lot, but way more of it ends up on the floor!
Poppy & Penny