Burgers in the Apple

As you all know, Asta's Mommi is having a big birthday bash tonight here in New York. Lacie, Scruffy and Baby Stan's Mumsie is one of the honored guests, so the terriers decided to sneak along and stay at my place. Then they're going to surprise everyone at the party tonight!

Friday night was a bit chilly, but pretty and clear, so Asta and I took the out-of-towners to the famous ice skating rink at Rockefeller Center.

 

We would have stayed there longer, but Scruffy decided to write his name on the ice and we got kicked out. Fortunately, I was able to talk him out of writing "For a good time, call Lacie at 1-800-FoxyLaky."

This morning, the Pittsburghers woke up and after a hearty breakfast, we headed out on the town for a day of shopping and sprucing up for the big party. (Asta couldn't join us as she was out catching salmon and moose to make some fancy dish for the party! How very Sarah Palin of her!)

Baby Stan and Scruffy hadn't the slightest idea of what to wear, so we stopped at a posh boutique for them to try on some duds.

Afterwards, I took Stanley to a classic Barbershop for a straight-razor shave and some beard grooming. He had a whole bullystick hidden in that beard, which he promptly wrapped in some bacon he had in his pocket ("for emergencies") and devoured it!

Scruffy indulged his untapped Metrosexualterrier self and had his very first manicure. "Short and square-dog shaped, please, with one coat of clear polish!" He had a very hard time waiting for his polish to dry before he could scratch behind his ear.

Lacie told me that she'd always wanted a sophisticated haircut from a posh New York salon. I knew just the place! Supermodel Naomi Campbulldog is a client here and if they can put up with her cellphone throwing, I knew they could please Lacie!

Doesn't she look completely different after her Japanese hair-straightening treatment and subtle low lights???
I told her it made her legs look longer, too. 

While they were getting all spruced up, I went in for my final fitting of my bespoke suit. Eric was right! English tailoring can make you look so much taller and slimmer. Apparently, David Beckham is really a roly-poly fellow whose only 5'4" tall! It's all in the cut of the suit!

Okay, I think we're almost ready for the party! You'll just have to check back later in the week to see us in all our finery! Have a great weekend (and an awesome party Asta's Mommi!)