Bark, bark to all my furiends,
I made a dogment on doggyspace.com today about NASCAR so I thought I should share a little info here too. Mom’s been a NASCAR fan for a very looong time (bol), me only a couple dog years. Her favorite driver was the #3 and she says he was the bestest ever but was killed in a race like yesterday’s on February 18, 2001. She says it broke her hear : ( but that heart must be better now because she gives me loots of love, which I know comes from the heart cause my beats very hard every time I see my Mom!
Vrooming on (oh, that was good, bol), she now favors the #88 car, his name is Jr. and she likes the #14 car, his name is Smoke and she says a few others. And then there are some she won’t even let me bark their name (which I know means she don’t care for ‘em, bol, shhhhh). Some of those drivers have some really funny names likes the Dinger, the Closer, the Bif, Cousin Carl … we 4-leggers have better names, howl!
Anyway, now that we know my human size equivalent in clothing, I will be getting some new clothes! Yupper, NASCAR shirts! Mom says I wear a 2T will a little alteration for my muscley girlie figure ; - ) She’s going to a race really soon, SHE - in person, which means I’m staying here! So not fair but I’m being told I gonna stay with my cousin Radar (and ladies, he is handsome –see him on my blog!) so I guess it will be okay. It’s my first ever time staying with him, so I got to be tuff. (Don’t tell Mom I almost cried typing this.)
So look for some new pics pretty soon with my fancy new NASCAR shirts!
Howl at you all later, the Kimber #01 (BOL)
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