Tallulah-Palooza Friday

Cue melancholy music. "Are you missing out on the cutest dog in the universe?* Ask your doctor if Tallulah Mae is right for you."

*{Speed read in a low monotone: "The views expressed above are from an extremely biased and somewhat Tallulah-obsessed and Tallulah-besotted personage who shall remain nameless. Your results may vary. Side effects: head explosions, compulsion to kiss pink spot on nose, cooing and oohing and ahhing. Time may be wasted staring adoringly at Tallulah Mae. Seek medical help for a head explosion lasting more than four hours as permanent damage may occur. Not recommended for those who intend to get anything productive done."}

Cue music, more upbeat this time. "Tallulah Mae [generic name: caninus cutiecus]. Because life is all too short to not kiss a dog daily."

P.S. Since my blogging mojo is obviously messed up from Monday's brain lapse, why not continue the spree? I tried to schedule this to post on Friday--twice, I tried--and it merrily posted on Thursday night. So, it's Tallulah-Palooza Thursday late evening AND Tallulah-Palooza Friday. Enjoy!