THE MALTESE FALCON

Here I am with a vintage tint on my recent picture at the beach.....right before it turned embarrassing.

Point Dume in Malibu is a perfect setting for weekend adventures. So it seemed.

My human took me.  Oh, she might have spared me the humiliation of having to stuff me in her beach bag.

Really? Why am I illegal?  My poops are small. 

It was all very Bogart.

Elizabeth and I arrive minding

our own business.

The Patrols start trolling

around on their four wheelers

looking for people

with booze and evidently

dogs....

The word hits the sand and spreads like hot butter on toast.

A mysterious stranger informs us that there is a bounty on my head. 

Stealthily,  let's call her E. Liz Beth today, covers me with beach towels so the patrols don't spot me.  She's questioned.  

She plays innocent, yet aloof. I'm shaking in my paws.  I understand the rules.  But, it’s October.

Anyway, they bust some other poor unsuspecting soul, a rather vocal Boxer. His human was not so subtle.  Fisticuffs! Bark!

I admire my human’s panache. Though, as a witnessing “surfer dude” pointed out, It may have been the subtle reveal of her cleavage.

Like any decent damsel in distress you’ve got to do what you’ve got to do . Trust me.  She wasn't the only one to go home without a ticket.  Chow!

An Agnostic Prayer.m4v

OH, HO YOKO

I understand the whole John Lennon Yoko Ono thing.  I am in love with Pepper. 

My human, Elizabeth let's call her Ms. Lizzy,  was really the first person to make the connection.  She, after all, took an advanced Beatles course in college.  Her name is signed on the wall outside of Abby Road Studios.  The photo of her buzzing the door at Apple Records is framed on our wall. She's a big fan. Also, with what would have been Mr. Lennon's 70th birthday and the new film out called Nowhere Man, Elizabeth has been listening to a lot of John. 

She was never in the I hate Yoko camp anyway.  Contrarily she has always admired their love. Clearly they were meant for each other.  It took courage. Change is scary.  But together they became Yoko Ono and John Lennon.

Chibo ( my former Chow companion) won't accept Pepper . Think of him as Paul. 

Carlita doesn't like it either.  

Think of her as a Beatle fan who deeply resents Yoko blaming her for the breakup of The Beatles.

Please, everyone.  Our souls transcend labels.  Imagine. We are Yin and Yang.  

Call us Shelper or Pershell or Shepper

War is over.  Cats and Dogs....Dogs and Cats.  Give Peace a Chance. 

SOME LIKE IT HOT -Sugar Shell’s first dog blog

I am a Maltese. I’m four which of course means I’m 28.

I lie and say I’m three.  But everyone lies in Hollywood.

Marilynn Monroe  had a Maltese, like me, named “Maf”.  

Since I am named after her character in Some Like It Hot, Sugar Shell, I think I will use my first blog ever to comment on the rumor that Elizabeth, my human (and what a human she is; stunning, loving, sometimes a bit mercurial. What I imagine Liz Taylor, another maltese lover to be like, minus the many marriages and too many pills)  heard this morning regarding an upcoming movie narrated through the eyes of “Maf”. Marilynn’s very own Maltese and possibly my distant cousin: 

Well, I like it!  What a brilliant idea. 

Who is going to play Marilynn?

Elizabeth heard it might be Angelina Jolie? 

Nope. No way. She doesn’t have a Maltese.  Plus she is not nearly curvy enough.  Whoever plays Marilynn has got to have curves. Real curves. It takes a certain softness to own one of us.  Angelina is a doberman pincher type.

People will go to the movie for the dog anyway.  I know these things.  

The question is, who is going to  play “Maf”?  My Elizabeth would be great.  Ok, she would need a human part.  Is Liz Taylor in this flick?

I love Liz Taylor.

Here is a picture of her Maltese, 

Ok and I just found out that this is “Sugar”.  Her name is SUGAR. I knew I loved Liz Taylor.   Really this is amazing.  I’m Sugar Shell.  My human is Elizabeth.  I would die to meet Sugar.  We have a lot in common. Do you think Sugar acts?  If so SHE could play “Maf”.  Man I am thinking. Have I shown you a picture of my Human? 

She is a great actress. She takes me on set.

5. E.Liz as I like to call her. I think I will run now and think some more on how to fix this casting situation.  Chow!

 

Spartacus

Tony Curtis died and it got my human and thus me thinking about Mortality.