Hanging out with the staff at US Magazine in NYC

Brad Goreski and I having lunch

Jenni Pulos and I having dinner at Villa Blanca.

Jeff Lewis from Flipping Out, on the town with the Gigster.

Drake loved me at Sur Restaurant, so did the paparazzi.

Sweet Andy’s Show with mistress and that guy who lives with us, Ken.

I loved being the real star of The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. I have so many adoring fans that are going to be just devastated at not seeing me every week, so much doggy pleasure.

I had to cover my furry ears this week. It was a sad episode, and mistress was upset about it. The litter mates got caught up in this mastiff dog fight and it was a very disturbing. The pack needs to stay together…

My swift lil paws have been very busy writing and doggy blogging, but now it has come to an end. Please make doggone sure if sweet Andy takes my picture down in the clubhouse, you bark your objection. I have loved being part of this puppetry and Bravo has made me a star! People are screaming my name on the dogwalk, I’m even making personal appearances. I was on Ellen this week, and you will see me on the reunion. I think I might have my own show, I Dream of Giggy maybe. And there is talk of me being knighted…arise Sir Giggy! So many pawsabilities!

Anyway whatever happens every dog has it’s day, and I have had more than my share.

So I hope the litter mates can sort this one out. Pretty poodle will mate again, blowfish will get another dog, and mistress will keep that mutt out of my house!

A big woofeee to all of you and thank you for worshipping me.

Gigolo aka Giggy.

You can chase my tail on Twitter: @giggythepom.

But you saw me with mistress in her bedroom, on my little throne, listening intently to that guy…the one who’s normally greased up by the pool.
Every dog has his day, and that mutt has had his! It’s time for him to high tail it outta here!

He is playing with mistress and maybe telling her a tall tail….but I hope he is always good to mistress and doesn’t bite the hand that feeds him!

Now, bow woofy wow, getting on to more important matters like the Gigster! When I saw myself I could not believe how furry my paws are now. On the throne I looked almost bald, and now I am magnificent (see my picture on Watch What Happens Live). That made me feel like jumping through hoops!

Oh well what did you think about one of the litter mates and Blowfish (again, she named herself that)? They were holding paws and I saw mistress growling a little…almost like she was ready to snap. Go mistress go! Blowfish was adopting a hangdog expression and trying to make my mistress jealous by cozying up to the litter mate. But I don’t want to see a dogfight that’s for sure. I wasn’t quite sure what they were rabbiting on about, but I managed to catch the tail end of something and I thought mistress should have put her paw down.

Just another week and it is over. I suppose every dog has his day! Next week the finale. Oh, how I am going to miss you all!

Anyway remember my woofs will be heard and you can chase my tail on Twitter: @giggythepom

Woofeee!

The paparazzi went crazy for me yesterday.  A day in the life of the Gigster.

Jill Zarin loves me

She didn’t want to let go of me.

My New Ear’s eve was certainly exciting. I was in New York with sweet Andy. But what did I do? One sip of martini and I was hitched. A CATastrophe!
Dear sweet Andy was the minister and before I knew it I was married to this wrinkly old pussy. I could only manage a catatonic stare as I pulled back the veil and was horrified as to what was before me. How could mistress let me do this?

I hightailed it back to Beverly Hills, a cloud of doggy dust behind me, I was a married dog. Oh, I was devastated.

Ok let’s deal with the task at paw…this week’s episode.

Now this week Ken, his title is husband, took the bulldog by the horns, and told mistress that the guy who’s always lying by the pool in a grease slick has to go. He spent all of the dog days of last summer doing less than me.

Yes, woofee, only room for one gigolo in this house. I want to be the stud here. I don’t think he’s going to put up with his pooh anymore. He is definitely in the doghouse.

Mistress is not looking at this situation clearly. I can see it a plain as day. I just need to move his little mongrel butt out of here.

One of the littermates, Kyle, she invited us to celebrate Mauricio’s birthday. It was a white party, and it was beautiful. I love parties. I was in my little white suit with everybody going crazy for me. People were laughing, dancing but what about blowfish (She calls herself that, not I)? She was walking around with a hangdog expression, worrying about the guy with the glasses. Everybody was having so much fun and he left. Poor blowfish.

Anyway I am doggedly determined to wag my way out of this feline fiasco…keep watching. Woof.

Gigolo

You can chase my tail on Twitter @giggythepom.

Woofee xx