Last week, The Biped used my name and likeness to raise over a $100,000 in T-Shirt sales. Yesterday, he relied upon my visage to drive the price of a single Bobblehead beyond $6,000.00. Historically, I’ve been happy to support his modest fund-raising activities, but today, this just came across the transom. Now it seems I’m being used as a poster-boy to encourage similar relationships between orphaned canines and other Homo Sapiens.
I guess I don’t mind. Though far from ideal, my current circumstances are superior to the refugee camp I spent my first three months in, so I’m happy to encourage other suitable match-ups, however opportunistic they might become. At some point though, I’m going to require representation. Currently, I see little difference between myself and a Christmas Ham, and I can’t help but wonder if my cut of the Kibble is all it could be? Either way, you may read more about my munificence here.
Or here, if you prefer Official Press Releases.
Regards,
Fred
PS The Biped wishes me to express his gratitude for your participation in that latest “Hot Mess of A Live Interaction” that took place on this page yesterday. He’s also indebted to Denise Camp from College Station, who purchased “Lucky Number Seven” for $6,100.00. (Denise – I think he’s gonna try and call you personally during the next LIVE Facebook thing, which is tentatively scheduled for next Monday at 5pm, PT. But don’t get your hopes up. He appears to be perpetually foiled by technology, and suffers more and more from CRS.)
PPS. I’m also told that Number Eight is now up for grabs.
As always, 100% of the winning bid goes to The mikeroweWORKS Foundation. Which is another way of saying I don’t see a frickin’ penny…