En Vogue

Well, what can I say? I've had to hire an agent because, as you can see, I'm in a european Vogue magazine with this babe. She's Newfalicious! Dad was stuttering all the while. We were just sitting outside a caffe and along she and her crew came. I can't release any more details according to my attorney. So they took a picture of me and two of my buddies, James Brown ("J.B.") and Magnus, who was once my girlfriend but left me for a Chinese Crested. I mean, really, the bitch has no hair and they're both girls. What the heck is this about? Okay, it is San Francisco.

But I fret not, as I'll always have Schweitz, the real babe in my life (with shouts out to Claire, Jill, and Phyllis). I also want to give big bark outs to two of my new buddies, Nanook and Gizmo. Gizzy may even come out here in October for a show, which would be dope. (I watched MTV last night when Dad was sleeping and got all this cool lingo.)

Ah, tomorrow I get to go the the beach with Andrew -- it's been kinda hot out here so I may even swim. Dad will no doubt be yelling, "Satchie, get into the water!" Again, talk to the paw cuz the head ain't listening.

Heading back to my crib now. Peace out. Satchie.