We arrived back in NYC a couple of days ago. Mission "Take Over the QM2" has failed -- this time. But I'm considering this trip one big recon mission, so I'll try again next year -- I'll be smarter, faster, and more capable of steering a large ocean liner. I've bought a book, "Commandeering Ocean Liners for Dogs for Dummies," which is going to help. Too bad I didn't have this book before.
I wish I could say that it's nice to be back, but honestly, I did enjoy Paris a lot. I could go anywhere, take a seat in a cafe, shop with Nikki, everything. Here, I'm just a dog. Nikki has promised me another trip to Paris, so I'm going to hold her to that. I left my heart in Paris. It's true.
So, I bid you farewell for now. I'm thinking of starting another blog, a kind of diary of my thoughts and feelings as a dissident doggie in a land where humans rule. Stay tuned for that. In the meantime, thank you for reading my blog and following my adventures, and thank you for your support in my quest for World Dogination. I love each and every one of you. Good woof and goodnight.