“So, I met up with Wilson to see how he’s found celebrity..”

My pal Wilson won the  Most Handsome title at the 14th Annual Ugly Dog Contest last March. I was curious to see how fame had affected my old friend.

Well, he said fame hadn’t changed him much. He still gets the same kibble, sports the same leash and collar. But I couldn’t help but notice a spring in his step and faster wag to his tail.

“Multi-million $$ endorsements on the horizon?”

Something looked different about him. (Besides the fact he’s like 250 pounds & as tall as a small pony!) OK, so he’s sporting a different scarf, but? “What’s up?” I ask. You bringing in the swag? New Ferrari dog bed? Maybe a endorsement deal with Petco? “Nope.”

“It’s the ladies son, they won’t leave me alone!”

Yep, it’s the babes. Fame will do it to ya. You get a title and all of a sudden, they come crawlin out of the kennels. Add a pedigree to the mix, and its all over. So I ask the big question, “Hey Wilson, can I have the ones you don’t want?” Hey, I’m a dog, what do you expect?

“Hanging on out with Wilson”

So here we are, me and Wilson. Just two handsome guys with lots in common,  sharing stories, and sniffin’ around.