Something you may not know about me, Lucca. My favorite food is not kibble, or dessert kibble (cereal), or treats, or whatever my mom is having for lunch. My favorite food is PANCAKES. On my birthday every year, my mom makes them for me, but I just discovered there’s a whole other special pancake day and it’s TODAY, National Pancake Day. I think my mom has been hiding the existence of this day from me, which is rude and I’ll deal with her later. For now, though, I present to you 20 pancake recipes that I would totally make in celebration of this momentous occasion, if my paws were able to manage a griddle. Stupid evolution.
Hey guys, it’s me Lucca! Have you missed me? I haven’t been in the office since before the holidays, but boy, did I need a vacation! It’s nice to be back at work though, making the internet, bothering Auntie Ami while she eats her popcorn, humping my office boyfriend (Kevin, a stuffed bear), barking to let everyone know when the mailman has arrived, etc. How this place survived without me, I don’t know. Anyway, last bit of business before I go home and relax with some kibble and a new episode of “Top Chef” … what are
we my mom and my Aunties wearing today? Let’s find out!
My mom — you guys call her Amelia — turns 34 on November 16th and I’m worried she’s going to be depressed about it. She found three grey hairs the other day. Anyway, I think this cheeky “Star Trek” T-shirt would cheer her up about her advancing age, because despite being old, she’s totally still a Vulcan in the streets and a Klingon in the sheets. The problem is that because of dog discrimination, I don’t have a job and have no money. Can someone loan me $27 plus shipping and handling? And help me wrap it? Thanks in advance! [Look Human via i09]
Dear members of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences,
My mom says I am many things, among them: smart, hilarious, beautiful, pretty, extremely shed-y, bitchy, loud, psycho, trouble-making, and loving. One adjective she would not use to describe me is “talented.” Don’t worry — she accepts full responsibility for the fact that my sole trick is catching a ball in my mouth. I learned to pin down my soft, squeaky toy and hump it, but my mom says that while it’s funny and adorable, it is not really a talent that wins awards. But that’s why I’m writing — I think dogs should be able to win big awards for their talents, in particular their talents on the big screen. And so, I write to you to urge you to allow Uggie, the dog from “The Artist,” a shot at winning an Oscar at the 2012 Academy Awards. Keep reading »
Dear Frisky Readers,
As I’m sure you’ve noticed, The Frisky has been down all morning. I’ve noticed because my mom has been yelling at her computer for the last three hours. It is really getting in the way of my nap. Anyway, The Frisky was down for so long due to problems with Amazon’s EC2 cloud service — that’s where The Frisky is currently hosted. I know, I don’t really get it either, but needless to say, what a pain in the ass. You can read more about it here. In any case, we’re now, clearly, back up and running — we’ve found a temporary solution until Amazon gets its shizz together — which is great news for me, because I can go back to bed. Thanks a bunch for your patience!
Lucca (and the rest of The Frisky staff) Keep reading »