Chevy's Dog House Diner Grand Opening!

As President of Chevy's Dog House Diner, I can "officially" say that my grand Opening was a howling success! We sold out of every fresh-baked biscuit in the house!

Winston took him Mom for a walk down to Chevy's and they were the first customers thru the door! We celebrated Gio's 1st birthday at Chevy's with a delicious carrot-zucchini cake (baked by moi, of course). Gio's brother Milo was there making sure he got his piece of the pie (er, cake!).

Angie the retired rescued greyhound graced us with her presence, accompanied by her Mom. (Let me tell you...that Angie is one hot Dog! Grrrr...and I don't mean 1/4 pound koshers which we also serve at Chevy's!) Honey stopped by for a bite with her parents. There was plenty of cake to share, and no man or beast went home hungry!

Check out my website at http://www.chevysdoghousediner.com/ for more.

Until next time, Chow!

Chevy

"Moi"

Speak!

Woof! Ah, fooled ya...I've had enough of that primal lingo.

You will be quite surprised to learn of my extended vocabulary. I've studied extensively with my Master. Although she is brilliant, she often speaks to me in this strange goo-goo, gaa-gaa language that I have also hear spoken to infants. Half the time I can't understand a word she says. Now that is some kind of lingo that must be exclusive to danes, er, I mean dames!

Regarding language, thank God I never got a hold of the Hooked on Phonics program. What kinda crap is that...and if its so great, why isn't it spelled: Hukt on Fonx? Don't get me started, peeps, don't get me started!

Well, you may be interested to know that I will soon have my own biz. I know, I know...sounds a little far-fetched (hee hee - pardon the pun), but stranger things have happened, right?

I'll get back to ya with the poop, I mean scoop. Chevy

Arrff! Umm...I mean Hello!
Pardon me, but I just recently learned how to speak.
You will be hearing much more from me soon!