Ta-daaaahh! You’ve got mail, babycakes.       Everyday the postman approaches my home, and every day I make noise until he leaves. You’re welcome.       If it fits it ships, and sweet cheeks I’m ready to roll!       Riiiggghhhht. I’m not “allowed” in the mailbox.       […]

    Party Pooping Official Disclaimer: The Daily Corgi neither endorses or encourages the operation of moving vehicles by Corgis. Under NO circumstances should any car, coupe, joy wagon, jeep, roadster, jalopy, truck, buggy, brougham, motorcar, van, vehicle, motorized conveyance or horseless carriage ever have a Corgi operator. Why? Corgis are the Mister Toads of the road; […]

    In my veins flows the blood of prehistoric giants.       If I believe in dinosaurs, then surely somewhere dinosaurs must be believing in me.       Stylin’ and profilin’ with great-great-great-grand Uncle Clyde.       Grumpasaurus & Co., pleased to eat you.       Straight outta the Flirtaceous […]

  Corgis have away of commandeering comfortable spaces for themselves. Once a Corgi has claimed or conned you out of your favorite “parking spot”, it’s all but impossible to persuade him out of it. Those limpid, expressive eyes and “who, ME?” looks of indignation (or self-satisfaction) render even the stubbornest “no dogs on the furniture” […]

  My first roar. Good times.       Everything my fur touches is my kingdom. (So yeah, basically everything).       One day, I will turn my enemies into throw rugs.       Never forget who you are. (Who you are is fabulous).       At times, a king must remind […]

                         

  It’s a Swiffer sweeper. It’s a Corgi. It’s Samson!   Drapes, schmapes. There’s a wall behind those curtains, and Dakota is going to hold it up. Some Corgi’s gotta do it.   Making it look easy. The Force is strong in Chloe.   Still life with outlet: Chami.   via Instagram / David Hickey I […]

    Koda enjoys watching “Frozen.”     Netflix and chill.     “I’ll do it later. I’m watching the game!”       Murray sizing up the Corgi cast of The Crown.       Nixon only watches dog movies.       I’ll do it later. I’m watching my stories.       […]

    I am beauty. I am grace. I punch bad guys in the face.     I am Diana of Themyscira, daughter of Hippolyta. But you can call me Dee Dee.     Let slip the dogs of war!     My bullet bracelets deflect fools. Try it and see.     In times […]

  It’s Throwback Thursday, friends! This post first appeared back in 2015.  Puppy pants remain a powerful antidote to cynicism and despair. Therefore I give you once more the baby Serena photo album!   With big brother Charlie, who thought his new little sister Serena was ten kinds of terrific.           […]