Sure, you might be happy with some freeze-dried Taster's Choice. But that's not what this beagle drinks. Only serious gourmet stuff for this puppy please.
Oh, well la tee dah, look at Mr. Fancypants over here. Quite the refined gentleman. His name's probably, like, Chesterfield Rockefeller Von Houndsworth the Third or something. We wonder if the monocle is authentic or some sort of intellectual affectation. (Or maybe a little bit of both.) You know this pooch is not eating anything but gourmet dog food. And probably out of a platinum bowl at that.
Oui oui, huh huh! Et bonjour! I am zee French bulldog! I am not like zee English bulldog, non non! English bulldog is -- how you say? -- big and slow. Zey have big heads and -- what is zee word eeeeh -- slobbery mouth! Zey eat too many fish and chips, huh huh! Me, I am cute. People, zey all love me. I am also not like zee -- how you say? -- American bulldog. American bulldog he spend his whole life working. I am French, vee do not see zee point of the working so much. No no! Vee drink zee coffee and eat zee cheese and have the fun!
This lab is not throwing anyone under the bus. He's not voting anyone off the island. Nope, he's here to do one thing: make friends.
Whoa, that is one badass yorkie! Don't wanna cross this pooch, that's for sure. Yep, those shades have probably seen a lot over the years. Of course, to this top dog it was never about glamor. Or money. Or notoriety. It's all about freedom. And taking what's yours.
