♫They live in Nashville♫
♫They drive a coupe de ville♫
♫They all take little pills on Saturday night♫
♫Life's great in Nashville♫
♫Drivin' in a coupe de ville♫
♫Thank God for little pills♫
♫On Saturday night!♫

I have no idea what this song is about.  It was stuck in my head all week. 

I was in Nashville, but I don't live there.  I was campaigning night and day, but I drove in a truck.  I did take a little pill, though.  Saturday night and every night.  To cure my "allergies."  Little Bit says she thinks I have contracted West Lyle Virus.  She thinks it has affected my brain.  Whatever.  The little pills make me less itchy.

I need to remind everyone to practice voting. Little Bit says you can't just BARK for Lyle.  Who knew?  I guess we must have to leave a p-mail or something. Someone should probably look in to this.

AnyLoo, Tennessee. Nice people, nice dogs. All voting for Lyle. A huge success. Well, maybe not the Titans fans. GO PACKERS! Hee, hee. Sorry Titan fans.

Since I'm barking about the Packers, I'm thinking about cheese. Good pal Brady (true-blue Patriot fan) is cat enough to wear cheese. He is trying to catch mice with his hat. He may just need to eat his hat.

Clever doxie Francis Rocks had a great idea too. Every Monday night (or any football game, really) we all eat CHEESE. Mmmm...cheese. You don't have to be a Packer fan to be an honorary cheesehead. But it helps!

I've had this song in my head too.  Somedog around here has been eating a lot of cheese...

♫Someone saw me at a donut shop♫
♫I was sittin' and cryin' on the tabletop♫
♫It was not a pretty sight♫
♫I was out of control♫
♫The way that I was carryin' on♫
♫About my sweet Jelly Roll♫