Famous for the hard-hitting questions no one else has the fluffy nads to ask, it’s…THE CUTE OVERLOAD INTERVIEW!
CUTE OVERLOAD: Who… are you?
MR. HEWITT: The name is Mr. Hewitt. I’m a Pomeranian with an awesome haircut that makes me look like a mini bear.
CUTE OVERLOAD: What’s your deal?
MR. HEWITT: Um, I was discovered in a dentist’s office in Los Angeles by a family relative of this blog.
CUTE OVERLOAD: A dentist’s off—
MR. HEWITT: Yeah, I hang out here most of the day, making sure patients are sufficiently distracted during cleanings and teeth yankings. They can’t keep their eyes off me. People come in for 9 cleanings a year with me around. I’m good for business. [yawn]
CUTE OVERLOAD: Do people ask oral hygiene advice from a Pomeranian?
MR. HEWITT: In a word; yes. We’re in L.A.! Talking dogs are tewtelly normal.
CUTE OVERLOAD: You’re a unique pup. Tell us about your background.
MR. HEWITT: I came in second place in a dog show in the Philippines. I emigrated here when I was younger, and have been delighting Beverly HIlls dental patients ever since. I haven’t had any offspring, though my demeanor has made me so popular, everyone asks if I’d consider knocking up some beeyatch for a litter of pups.
CUTE OVERLOAD: We’ve hear you say that you "give small dogs a good name". How is that?
MR. HEWITT: I don’t yip a bit, Baby. I’m as mellow as a frakking Cognac. [pants]
CUTE OVERLOAD: Ever see any celebs at the office?
MR. HEWITT: Yes, and they ALL bring their small dogs in—annoying!
CUTE OVERLOAD: What sort of female pup need not apply to Mr. Hewitt?
MR. HEWITT: I got this thing for dog legs. Don’t hold it against me!
Nina B. and Mr. Hewitt, sittin’ in a tree…