My Cousin Charlie

My Cousin Charlie

This is my cousin Charlie. He owns this lake. A WHOLE lake!! Imagine. Well, sometimes Charlie lies. I think he just owns part of the lake (and maybe a dock). But he does seem awfully proprietary in this photo, doesn't he?

Charlie has a sister, Lola. He would prefer that I not mention her because sometimes he pretends like she doesn't exist. She does, trust me. She's pretty hot. Judge for yourself:

Sometimes, Lola looks like a Crocodile , that's why I call her Lola, Lola, Crocodile. Her mom doesn't like it when I do that. Well, that's too bad, because she does look just like a big ole toothy crock. What do you think??????????

But most of the time, she's just pretty cool. Did I tell you she likes to chase and catch chipmunks? I KNOW!! But she doesn't hurt them, she just carries them around in her mouth until she drops them and they scurry off. Note: please do not call PETA or SPCA on Lola... she's just a dog, it's in her job description. Oh yeah, and she's from TEXAS. She's kind of a trailer dog (I didn't say that, her brother Charlie did. He thinks he's so much better because he's from New Orleans. Ew. He was rescued after Katrina. Our friend Jeri sez Charlie and Lola should be called "Lotto" and "Jackpot" because now they are living the life of Riley.

About me? yeah, I'm adopted too. Big Deal. I was born in East LA and I hit the jackpot when my Uncle Willie said I was the ONE. I was "rescued" by the Bill Foundation then adopted by my Mom. My Mom sez they are the Dog Nazis because they made her sign her life away to get me. They even put a chip in me -- in case she looses me, I have to go back to Bill. Please Mom, don't lose me. Anyway, I matriculated in the Hollywood Hills, a far cry from East LA, let me tell you!!!! I learned all kinds of cool things, like how to ride my scooter:

Yeah, I KNOW! So how cool am I, huh?