Lucy Goes To Jail
On the rare occasions she's naughty, I make threats about sending her to "doggie jail" (my bed, where she has to sit alone in the dark, with the bedroom door shut), but never one like this!
Gregg, who's taking care of Lucy while I'm in Paris, actually had to move some furniture and didn't want her underfoot, so he put this thing over Lucy lying on her velvet pillow.
Gregg: "That's what happens when you weigh two pounds -- some guy can put you under a Staples crate."
More Gregg: "The new bad girl of Hollywood...in stir. Don't let that yellow ribbon fool ya. She's a devil doll."
Even more Gregg: "When we walk, we adhere to the Westminster Dog Show Convention. She'll do these little championship trots."
Gregg is a total pushover when it comes to Lucy, which is especially hilarious, because he's a big guy-guy from Detroit. The first night she was there, he told me he "had to" walk her at 3 a.m. (even though he'd walked her late in the previous evening). I said, "If she wants to go out at 3 a.m., the answer isn't 'Okay!'"
And he wonders how everybody knows it's not his dog he's walking. The biggest flamer in West Hollywood would be embarrassed to be seen with Lucy.
That look in her eyes say, "Revenge".
Kendra at February 18, 2008 5:46 AM
Indeed. The little bitch thought she had Gregg under her furry little paw.
Amy Alkon at February 18, 2008 8:26 AM
I've got a dog lucy's size - its a small short hiared terrier, I think it was the runt of its litter. It chased a rabbit into a woodpile on my property and got stuck under some fairly large tree trunk sections. Took me 20 minutes to dig the thing out
Be thankful you have a dog willing to sit on a pillow, mine tears around the yard at 90 miles an hour 12 hours a day
lujlp at February 18, 2008 11:07 AM
Lucy tears around but intermittently. She's naughtiest when I need her to be most well-behaved, when I'm on deadline. I think she just likes to be queen of the castle, center of attention, and all that.
I actually heard Gregg order her to do something like he meant it today! She actually listened, too, apparently.
Amy Alkon at February 18, 2008 1:09 PM
My little pug Holly is an extremely well-behaved, sweet-natured lap princess, but she still knows how to separate the men from the boys. Her snorty, squishy noises and snot-blowing are not for lily-livered, squeamish girly-men.
Pirate Jo at February 18, 2008 2:41 PM
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