I’m at the Ball!

Toby and I boarded our jet yesterday and flew over to merry ol’ England for the biggest ball of the year–sponsored by none other than Mollie and Ranger.

Those Brits sure know how to throw a pawty! Guests were arriving left and right in their fancy limos and jets. Dogs, kittehs, bunnies and a gerbil or two were all dressed to the nines! What a line-up of blogville celebs!

And little ol’ me.

I knew it was going to be chilly, there in merry ol’ England, so I slipped in my cloak with the fur collar and fancy-pancy embroidery.

My deep, deep down ancestry was from an Old English Sheepdog…so I wanted to honor that ancestry with a period-costume gown from that era.

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Toby looks stunning in ermine and leather, so I encouraged him to wear this amazing coat. I thought he was the bestest escort ever.

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Thanks, Toby.

We had fun, didn’t we?

Valentine Pawty

Mollie and Alfie‘s Ball is going to be the biggest and best Valentine pawty in the anipaw blogworld and I (little ol’ me) am going. I knew I needed a date, so, the brazen hussy that I am, asked my BDFF Toby II to be my escort. There really isn’t a demur bone in my body, I’m afraid.

Anyway, I’m all atwitter about what I’m going to wear–should I go with a long dress or short? Heels or no heels? And then there’s my hair….I tried putting my tail hairs in curlers but that turned out all wrong. What to do…what to do?

I did talk to Toby about what he was going to wear and he just grinned at me wolfishly. I wonder what that means?????