So I had my first round of Puppy-Distemper shots…well let’s just say it was more effective than collagen.  My people were on the ball and got it all taken care of but several shots later and a well meant growl/snarl/snap for the vet I can say definetly not cool…

By Saturday I felt better, the lips were a little less Mick Jagger and a little more Steven Tyler so I was ready to rock and roll with my adoring public.  I got my familly to break out the formal skull collar bling and we hit the road (of course we had pupperazzi tailing us so had to keep a low profile).    

The farmers market, a dog shop, another dog shop, and lunch at the Old Salty Dog gotta stick with the theme - it’s all about me after all.  There were lots of adoring public - I even had people asking to take my photo and I gave out lots of autograph licks.

The Old Salty Dog was cool, I got my own dog bowl, and of course they put us at the best table in the joint.   Did I mention the crazy lady that thought I was a cat on a leash…dude pulllease as if a cat would have my suave style.

Then things got snoozy again, apparantly Puffy KidD was still not quite over the shots and I relapsed quicker than Lindsey Lohan - next thing you know I was sleeping around town more than Paris H.

I even gave Big Daddy’0 a break… and BigB joined me as well (even a big ole’dog player like BigB needs some beauty rest).

That’s all for now, I’m doing much better now, even managed to sink my teeth into a few things and trash the place rockstar style…

Peace and Paws Out!

Kid D

    Here’s my first day at Casa Shangra La…primarily recovering from my flight, napping, snacking, napping, exploring, and some more napping… What can I say Kid D needs his beauty rest.

Here’s me on the move, my dad has to put the camera on sports mode to catch my speed in action.

Here’s me being cute, but you gotta admit that’s fairly easy for me to achieve.

My mom wants me to try to reach my Zen style (like my big brother) for a little peace and tranquility…like something named Diesel can be calm….

Okay maybe I can chill…wait is that pool…I have a pool…

This is too cool… I’m a wild child and it’s a dog’s life…

Big Brother’s quote of the day:
“Where did this little thing come from and when does it go back?

The view from Marina Jacks and Island Park…life’s grand when you are a pooch livin the high life in the SRQ.

Hi, my name is Diesel. 

  I’ve just moved to Florida.  This is my website.  Occasionally, I’ll put up photos of my older brother Bacchus.  Here he is now.

  He’s what you call, low energy.  Me, I’m just the opposite.  Being a card carrying member of Generation-C (canine), I like to play hard.  Don’t get me wrong, I like a good nap as much as the next guy; there may even be some pictures of that on this website. But come on, who can sleep for 18 hours a day?  Oh well, different strokes…