I've been way behind in thanking my friends for the awards (and presents!) they've sent me recently.
Mitch and Maggie sent me this work in recognition of my film work. So I think it's only fair that I pass this along to my co-star Asta.
One of my favorite gal pals, Abby, sent me this wonderful international award! I know many of you have already received this, but since it celebrates sharing where you live with your fellow bloggers, I'd like to now award this to the AbClan and Tom and Sen-Chan. They open a window on their lives in France and their sites are always a treat to visit. When you visit, be sure to scroll back and read about the festival for the Percheron horses. C'est magnifique!
Sweet Happy sent us this cheerful award. I'd like to share this smiling pumpkin with Chef and Abby for all their hard work on the First Memories website. I can't wait to see it and read all about your puppy days.
Then out of the blue came a box from the Royal Mail! And it was from one of my favorite Royal Males - ERIC! (If this box looks a bit worse for wear, it's because it's traveled across the pond three times now. It has now gone to the big recycling center in the sky...)
Lookee here - my very own cannister of fresh tennis balls (I've always had to settle for used one in the past) from Wimbledon! They are the perfect accompaniment to my U.S. Open tennis ball.
It's very interesting, but English tennis balls taste almost exactly like American ones.... Mica got a toy shrimp (prawn) filled with catnip. He loves it but he's way too dignified to play on camera.
And look here! A fabulous rubber ball with the Union Jack! I was hoping when I squeaked it, it would play "God Save the Queen" but no. It does however squeal with a veddy posh British accent. Veddy upper crust.
Just look at all this wonderful loot!
There was yarn and a knitting pattern book for Mommy (I looked in it and was relieved to find NO dog sweaters!), some delicious minty treats shaped like bones (ideal for freshening up after a nibble in the litterbox), a great blue hook for my leashes. Mommy got some chocolates too (British chocolate kicks American chocolate's butt, I've been told) but they are long gone. And Mica had already run into the other room with his shrimpy so I wouldn't decide it was mine, all mine.
Could there possibly be a better bestest friend in the whole world than Eric??? No, I didn't think so either. Thanks again, pal!!!!