Can I Be Your Winery Dog?

Bonny Wee Lassie in Texas Bluebonnets

 A big “woof-woof” shout out to y’all. My name is Bonny Wee Lassie. No, I’m not a dog; I’m a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. What you probably don’t know is that I am the real driving force behind Bacchus and Beery Wine Blog and I’m here to tell you I’ve had enough!

The ‘rents (Roger & Donna) are off again on another wine country adventure. Where am I? Stuck here in Denver with those two damn cats. Last month it was the Texas Hill Country for grape harvest. I got to go to Austin but was stuck at home doing homeland security every time they left for wine tastings. Why can’t I go, too? People love me. The ‘rents just don’t get it. Now they’re off to Napa and Sonoma.

Will you help me? Ever since the ‘rents got that book on Winery Dogs, I knew being a Winery Cavalier was for me. I even follow Tucker and Tanner Shafer on Facebook so I know what to do. Dad says he’ll buy a winery and I can be the Winery Cavalier as soon a he wins the lottery. I don’t see that happening any time soon but at least he’s persistent. Hope he remembered to buy his lottery tickets before he left.

Here’s how you can help. If you have a beautiful winery with a beautiful tasting room where I can lie around (I prefer a leather couch) and enthusiastically greet our guests, I’m your girl. Hire me. I don’t like being dirty so I won’t spend much time in the vineyards and please, no snakes. But if it is slow, I’ll fetch a ball for you until your arm falls off. I do excel at fetching and I’m very good at barking at those mischievous delivery people. Can’t trust ‘em, I say.

Now wouldn’t that show the ‘rents who’s boss, if when they came home my bags were packed and I was ready for my new career as your Winery Cavalier? I’ll bet people would come to our tasting room just to meet me. Actually I’m sure of it. People love me and so I’d be good for your business. I’m not a picky eater; that’s good, too. See, I’d make the perfect Winery Caviler for you.

At the spa, I recently had a mani/pedi and my short nails makes typing ruff (that’s a little dog humor). So leave me a note and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible.

Cheers,

Bonny Wee Lassie

(To clear up any confusion, this is intended to be funny because Bonny hates to be left behind. We are not actually putting her up for adoption as some have thought)