His Royal Highness, Principe Romeo Sangiovese
So I finally talked Mother into letting me have my own website. She relented when I told her I’d keep barking until I got my web presence. This used to be her website, but haHA! I got my way again!
Mother’s been busy but that doesn’t seem to stop her from teaching me things and making sure I do my homework! Everyday before we go for our evening passeggiata (stroll), she would insist that I sit nicely while she puts on my walking garments, a pale blue collar and leash and my new yellow Muttluk boots (which are a tad on the large side). She’s been trying to bribe me with new treats she bought online – freeze dried beef liver. Yum.
Yesterday, I showed off my tracking skills by following this really stinky trail on the road. It led to a squished squirrel. You can still make out the head and actually, the poor dude’s expression as he passed. Poor thing. Mother freaked out of course and refused to let me near it.

No woofs to His Royal Highness, Principe Romeo Sangiovese
No woofing yet.