Poochy Mama

Last night I was witnessed my very first dog sleigh thingy majigy.
It was really cool.
There were all these sooooooper rad husky dawgs, all barking and positivily soiling themselves with excitement at the thought of running up an ice covered mountian whilst pulling some lazy dude and his wife. Yeah, to me that doesnt sound like THAT much fun. But for those 12 hound dogs it was a night out on the town.
After my first sighting of those poochies, I decided that I want to be proposed to on the top of a mountain, after a trip in one of those cacoon things that the dogs pull, whilst sipping some reeeeeealy good (expensive) booze. There HAS to be an Araura(?) lighting up the sky as my man (soooooooooper sexy Ashton Kutcher-I WISH) pulled out this really beautifully set (REEEEALY BIG) diamond on platinum band.
I mean Ashton is going to have to be telepathic to know what I expect out of his proposal(or read this blog), this shows that we are conected maentally, and even when he gets a wrinkle or two I can look past this glitch in the matrix and love him for his personality and mind.

Now many people may think that I may seem rather materialstic, but I swear that is not the case. I just like new and pretty things.

Over and Out