If it's Tuesday... it must be bread!

Greetings, humans!

Another early start to the day while Mommy waits for steroids to leave her system  :-)  Daddy says she could be a pitcher for major league baseball.

This morning we have steccas on deck.  What's a stecca?  No, it's not a squeaky toy for yours truly.  It's a bread - think of it as a small, flat baguette with things on top like olives, tomatoes and artichoke hearts.  As luck would have it, I like all of those things!  Daddy likes to eat this for breakfast, and he sneaks me a few bites as he sips his cappuccino and reads his New York Times (a few of Daddy's friends in Rochester will have a field day with this!).

Mommy and Daddy are getting ready to day trade and are bugging me to get off their computer.  Sheesh, it's a dog's life over here.  I think I'll go sneak in a little nap before my walk.

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oxxoxo