Those Xolo dogs are weird. They're hairless and they have blackheads. Lamby got overexcited meeting Scotlund and when we got home, he wouldn't shut up about it to everybody in the house. Then he crashed on his couch, and rolled his eyes in the back of his head. He started getting all twitchy and we knew he was having inappropriate dreams of busting puppy mills and spooning with Scotlund.
My Dad's shows (Bothers and 'Til Death) didn't get picked up, that makes two in a row now so Dad is kind of retired. He can now go back to his regular work of complaining about everything and making hundreds of trips to Home Depot to buy stuff that ends up in boxes in the shed.
We've had a lot of rain lately here in L.A. and Mom made me a useless new raincoat out of bubble wrap. She thinks it's chic but I think I look like Lady Kaka.
Jinky, Dog of a Hollywood Wife
Lamby won't leave me alone since Mom dressed me up as Lady Kaka. I'm getting dry humped big time. But he doesn't know I hate it, just look at my Poker Face.