I am NOT putting on a mask, no way.
Well, this is about as far as I go to dress up for carnevale. I adorned my resting place on Annapurna with this neat linen (!) cloth that papa’s ex-wife gave me for Christmas. What you don’t know is that there is a DOGGY on the right end of this photo but out of sight…hmm, guess I goofed.
But two days ago, all the little anthros in this town were dressed up for the carnevale parade, so cute, with little paper hats and a big drum being beaten as they marched through the ville. There was confetti everywhere afterward and made the town very festive.
OH, NO. Then mama evidently went bonkers again and started looking at DOGGIES and she actually told me that THIS WEIRDO reminded her of ME in a doggy suit! He is an American Bullly, interesting name, no? But he was ‘very sweet’, mama said. Oh, yeah, just put a steak in front of that muzzle and you’ll see ‘sweet’! Actually, I think he may be related distantly to Marcus at the Funny Farm…
Frankly, he is sort of cute and the insides of his ears are like mine…sort of mottled pink and white.
And wait a minute! Who is THIS mongrel who looks as if he just got out of a carwash?
Mama, you’re not going out ALONE again! You say papa was with you? Oh, boy, I’ll have to have a talk with HIM now…
Loulou, I know just how you feel; mama goes pazza for those French doggies. I’ll try to keep her on her leash, okay?
That’s more like it, papa.