Cinder wants to keep the Stray she "found"...

Thanks everyone for the kind words and good suggestions. Jasper has now been missing three weeks...
Took my two boys all around the area several times, shaking his treat can too. Jasper loves to follow the dogs and me around, so if he was anywhere in the area he would have come to us. He was always rubbing and loving on the dogs. Although he wasn't outside all the time, he did love to hang out on my front porch. If he was out when I came home he would run up to my car to greet me. By the time the sun set he was snoozing on my bed. I often couldn't tell which was my purse or Jasper on my bed in the dark. Always slept with me at night, laying next to me as long as I was quiet. Had to have a paw or something touching me. Miss him terribly. My daughter came over and gave me a gift to help, meaning well...a black and white stuffed kitty...and I disolved in tears instead. Just not the same. I'm not ready to stop looking. Getting to be a nut about him being missing, pictures on my dresser, his catnip mouse next to them. If you're not a cat or dog person, you wouldn't understand.

Oh, believe me, the people on this board understand completely. I would imagine there is more than a few tears being shed as we read your posts.

Oh, Jasper's mom, we're all animal people here, and know how heart-wrenching a lost pet can be. Perhaps, maybe, Jasper's "just visiting" someone, mooching some extra goodies for a little while or something. A froend of mine had a cat that would diappear for weeks and weeks at a time in good weather, then reappear just as suddenly. Let's hope Jasper does the same.

I have been thinking of you and Jasper. I know those two Golden Retrievers have to fill part of your lonely heart, but there is something about our kitties that nothing else can fill.

Several of us wanted to try and e-mail you directly, but we don't have an address! http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/frown.gif
Maybe you can update your profile so we can "talk" with you directly.

You are in my prayers.
Logan

I too have been wanting to email you. And believe what everyone above me has said. We all here place our furkids at the top of the list and we and truly do understand how you feel. I cried when I read you last post. All day I couldn't stop thinking about you and little Jasper. Please don't give up hope. Years ago my little Sneakers went missing. Incredibly, ONE YEAR later I pulled into the driveway to find her lying on the walkway lounging in the sun. Please lean on us. It helps to know others really care and really do understand. Love Sandra

Oh Jasper's mom, I sure hope your kitty comes home safe and sound!! I agree with everyone here...you're in the company of friends so feel free to lean on us. I can imagine how worried you must be! I wish there was something we could do to help find all the missing pets! We'll all be saying a prayer for you that your kitty is safe and that he returns.

Jasper's Mom, I hope and pray that Jasper will come home soon. Have you put up flyers around your neighborhood telling people that he is missing? Keep us posted, all of us care and we share in your sadness when a pet is missing. Big hugs to you in support.

Now, on to this Cinder and Smokey business.
I had never visited this forum before and was startled to see six pages!!! This morning I had just taken my shower, washed my hair and decided that I would read "just a little bit" before drying my hair. The next thing I knew a lot of time had passed and my hair was already dry. It is a good thing that I work at home and have no time clock to punch. I couldn't get back to this forum until this evening. It was just as though you had this really, really good book and you could hardly wait to get back to it. CinderDog you are some writer!! And then to see your picture - I can just see that picture on the back of the book jacket after you get published. But then you are from Ohio and all good people come from Ohio. (Ha. I was born in Warren, Ohio and no! you don't need to ask when).

Cinder and Smoke keep those stories coming.
And try to be a little more patient with your Dad - you do work hard on wearing him out.

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Jaspers mom I know how it can be My daughters Balinese cat pepsi disappered when we lived in town near a park . They had an art for kids in the park ,(about 400kids) Pepsi was gone about a month .In fact we had decided to got to the pound and get a cat in the morning. When prince (the boys cat) woke me up about 2:30 AM wanting out since he never went outside,I went to the door and in falls Pepsi feet bloody and worn and he weighted half his norm. Well as you can imagine no one got to sleep again till 6 poor hubby had to get up then for work.My daughter was 8yrs.old at the time. lots of love sleep and food after about 3 days he was thin but himself. moral of story don't give up!!!!I did feel bad cuz we we're going to get a poor old kitty that had been turned in at the pound , But 2 cats 2 dogs were enough . Happy though a freind got the old gut he was 12 years old.
Please don't give up looking keep calling and listen closely, had a cat once locked in a neighbors garage luckly I had keys ,(was going to be gone a month). Prayers are with you. Corinna PS He'll come home with stories you'll never know.

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http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/smile.gif Hi All; Cinder here, finally gettin pack onna pawboard after a long weekend ~

Sure is nice alla Hoomin skinpeople been sayin nice thoughts ta Jasper's Mom bout hopin the FurKat wanders back home - alla us at Phred's Ranch fer waywurd *critters* have got all our paws crossed for the eventual return of JasperKat!

Now where's all our FurKid buddies? Wanna hear from Bella, Hannah, Star*Shine, Daisy I an Daisy II, Merlin and sum of the others. Letz hear sum storeez frum youse guys! Howz OlivePit, the new KlawKid doin? Are he an the SqweekRat getting along now? Ennie body get a new brudder or sister to join up wiffa pack? We don't wunt alla Two-Leggers to be munopalizin our conversayshuns on this here *PET*Talk Board http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif!

SmokeMutt and me hadda reelee neet week-end while Dad went ta see his Mom. She got kinda siklee an hadda go inta the Hoomin White Coat's lab - think it wuz called a hopsbittel - fer a few dayz ta get sum tests and eat sum good grub. Dad went an stayed in her partment which won't allow us FurKids to visit http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/mad.gif; so's he hadda make rangements for us to be taken care of. Since we dawg-sit for "Cali", a lil Boarder Collie what lives wiff wunna Dad's firefighter buddies uppa street frum our Ranch, Unka Pat and Miz Joan said they'd look after Smoke an me http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/smile.gif while Dad wuz outta town. We wuz gonna stay inna basement an get visits frum Pat ta give us our krunchies an let us out for poddy breaks. Well ~ Unka Pat said (after Dad left) that those rangements kinda suked, so's he come'd uppa our house and loaded inta his trakter truk and hauled us both down ta Cali's house. Boots, the Kat hadda stay an guard the Ranch cuz Cali lives wiff two houseKats that problee wunt like anudder Kat movin in on toppa two extra Rowdee Dawgs http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/eek.gif, but Pat promised to come every day to give ole Boots a liddel luvin an fill up his krunch bowls. Boots isn't reel social wiff *strangers*, so I don't think he minded stayin home.

But boy did we have phunn at Cali's house! Rompin an runnin all day wiff Cali an "B.C." (that's the Boss Kat, it's short for *Basement Kat*, which he isn't any more) an "Funny Face" (the sheKat, wiffa phunnie half-smile painted on by her black and white face fur). Cali's Mom, Miz Joan, told Dad she neber got loanlee inna house cuz ever where she went she allways had all three dawgs trailin along behint lika train. SmokeMan has visited at Cali's house before, but neber stayed overnite before. He started out tryin ta chase the Katz, but ole "BC" (who treats Dawgs just like Boots Kat duz) fixed that problem rite away wiffa 10-klaw salute ta the Smoke's tender nozebone http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/confused.gif. SmokeMan settled down reel quick-like! We hadda sleep inaa basement, but that wuzn't so bad cuz Unka Pat wakes up more erlee than Dad so's we dint have ta spend much time alone down there wiffa Katz prowlin around. Smoke wuz a liddel *snot* an whined the furst nite cuz I wuz allowed ta roam around the basement an he got leashed to the piano. And mebee cuz I wandered upstairz and gave a *slurrrp* onta Unka Pat's facebones http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/eek.gif whilst he wuz nappin onna BigBed. Mr. Pat came down an tied me up near the SmokeMutt (I wuz gonna sleep cuddled up to him eneeway), but I wuz a good gurl and accepted the tie-up wiffout a big fuss.

Durrin the dayz we got to go outside an spend sum time onna trollys that Pat has rigged up over the grass and the driveway to get sum runnin time wiffout havin ta be *watched* so's we wunt run back up to the Home Ranch. At nite we all cirkuled round the house playin tag an chase or collectin *skritches* frum whatever Hoomim we could con inta passin sum out. Smokey even conned Miz Joan inta lettin him onna couch (not reelee allowed in that house) fer sum private lovin on her lapbones. That reelee s'prized me cuz SmokeMan looks like he's got *jungle rot* wiff all his rump fur startin ta fall out with the spring sheddin season starting up. The liddel *snot* gets all the good breaks!

Dad dint get back till late Mundee nite cuz he hadda stop atta Shop an finish our tacksez (sumpin bout the gommerment wunt wait till mornin), so we gotta extree nite wiff Cali and the gang. Toosday mornin Dad pulled inna driveway an we both rekonized the sound of our trakter kar (it's got a noizy muffler) and got a liddel 'cited. We got ta run out an jump all over Dad ta say how happie we were to get him back!

He's gonna go see GranMum agin Fryday, so's I hope we get ta spent next weekend wiff Cali and her pack. If Cali's Mom and Dad are gonna be home I think we can do it again, since we got a good report from this first sleep-over!

So, FurKids; that's our latest DawgTail - let's hear sumpin from all you other NawTeeDawgs!


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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*

Cody I. is way too embarassed to tell this story so Karen is reporting on the sly. The Cod-meister thinks he is sooo brave and protective but last night on his walks he went sniffin the hedges of a house on a street he's never been on before. After one good snort, his ears went back, his body stiffened and he turned to a pillar of stone. A second later, he went back to his "job" when a lil head of a bulldog popped out between the hedge!! Cody, the big galoot, jumped straight up in the air and his eyes got real big! He did a 180* turn so fast it made my head spin and trotted home as fast as his poor ole back legs could take him, turning around to make sure he wasn't being followed! Poor boy, I really tried not to laugh all the way home! Codes isn't a nawteedog but sillee-dog! He's gonna be real jealous when I tell him how good Smokers and Cind were without dad! Ole Phred's friends sound like really neat people!!!

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Merlin here; Mom says I should share this story just to show ya How much smarter dogs are over cats.
This weekend Winky (resident cat) and B.A (neighbors cat) Sat on oppissite sides of Daddys jeep, we thought it was the usual stare off. Next morningthey stated it again. So hooman brother Ben gotdown on ground(we couldn't get them to look away) and Ben found a little pitty feild mouse sitting on the axle he kept running back and forth teasing the two cats.the thing kept them busy for two days just staring at it. Not sure what happeed to it Dad took the car to work this morning. I just ran around the yard all day chasing birds and squrriels(important intruders) Mom said she'd try to think up some of my antics to post later (I of course don't have any for here to tell)(ha ha) she says

Killian here.

Mom and sis (human) went to go see if we could get us another bro/sis Saturday, but that didn't work out. http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/frown.gif Looks like I'll have ta put up with that pesty Shiloh by myself for the time bein. Darn, thought I'd get a break! Oh, well! To make things worse, I hadda get my back molar http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif pulled on Monday, too. I'm gettin tired of all the dentist stuff. I was just there last November and he did the same thing on the other side. I guess my "eosinophyllic gingivitis" is a pain in the tooth! I do feel much better, though. Shiloh just comes around and licks me on the top of my head http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/tongue.gif to say how sorry she feels for me (yeah, right!). She's just waitin' for me to get up and chase her. OK, I guess I'll just do that right now since I feel better!
Bye!
Killian

Hi, it's me, Hannah. Tucker and me had a good weekend too. Mom and Dad actually got off their butts to take us to the park. She put us on our 20 foot leashes and off we went while Dad stayed in the SUV. She claims we forgot how to act and were running and pulling in all different directions and she was telling us "easy, easy" and we weren't paying her no mind. So back to the SUV we all go. She gets out the short leashes and attaches them to our chain collars. Dad gets Tucker and she takes me and one snap of my collar and all my training comes back to me. We walked for a while and saw ducks by the river and even met two other dogs but they weren't very interested in being friendly. Tucker was tuckered out and I was drop on the floor tired when we got home. I've been reading that some other dogs got stuff for Easter, but Tucker and me got zippo! To top it off she and Dad go off for Easter dinner at somebody's house and when they came home they smelled like LABORADORS. When I confronted her she said yes, Raven, the black lab that I know from a long time ago was there and the brown lab puppy, Sue, who came over to our house in January was there. That Sue was such a BABY. She just barked and barked, like I was supposed to play with her or something. No fair that SHE got to go and I didn't! - Oh, Mom just told me it was Sue's grandpa's house. - That's okay, I didn't want to be there anyways with her silly baby barking all the time.

Gee, Cinder and Smokey - sure sounds like you had fun dog-sitters! Probably just as well Bots stayed home to guard the place - he probably wanted to make sure no OTHER strays set up residence, and he got the big bed all to himself for a couple days. (I bet he missed you, even if he won't admit it!) Hope your Dad's mom is okay - if she hasta go to the human horsbittle, maybe Dad can say you guys are "therapy dogs" and you could visit her! Wouldn't she be surprised! http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/smile.gif

Been reading all the new posts and I so much appreciate all the caring thoughts and good wishes for my lost Jasper. Still no news, hard to take and keep up hope. Every rustle in the grass, noise by the window...he is somewhere.
I have put up over 70 posters, individually put posters in neighbor's mailboxes, talked to all I meet, scoured the area, visited the humane society repeatedly, called and mailed to every vet, rescue agency and feral cat group I can find. After being told of a frequently used cat drop site at a park in an industrial area, I put up posters, fed and talked to some of the friendly ones that came to sit with me in the dark. They tried to tell me their neverending stories...but I couldn't understand their words.
I have now updated my profile and I think it will reveal my email address now. Thanks for understanding.
Although an Easter Story should not be scary, this one was for me. I didn't really pick up Easter treats for my boys because I seem to pick up treats all the time, everywhere I go, so nothing new came their way for Easter. I guess they were mad at me for that, or at least my 11mo old Goldie Moses sure was. My house was quiet today, I had dozed off when suddenly my youngest son raced into my room telling me his Easter basket had been raided. He had taken away a Cadberry egg from Moses earlier, but it had now disappeared from its hiding spot. I jumped up, memories of a previous chocolate adventure with Moses coming to mind. While a wee pup, maybe 2-3 months old, my granddaughter decided to share her chocolate milk with him. She came to tell me because she was mad he had drank it all. An early Sunday morning. My vet was not around. Called another nearby, and the on duty vet told me the dosage to give of hydrogen peroxide to my pup. No results, and was told to give a little more. Finally he blessed my kitchen floor, several times, with his illgotten chocolate milk.
Now here I was in the same fix, my chocolate addicted Moses was at it again...and I'm so careful. Into the kitchen we dragged him again, knowing the carpets would not do well with our desired results. Gave him a portion of hydrogen peroxide again. Nothing. He did cough a little at the awful taste but then ran to drink water. More waiting. Again we gave him some. Waiting..and nothing. A little more down his throat, and immediate results. And oh the results. We counted not one, but two Cadberry eggs, foil and all, a couple Disney hanging ones, foil and gold string attached, at least seven foil items, plus more. And oh the smell of chocolate. Oh bad, bad boy. He really did a number on the chocolate. I'm so glad my son came and told me for Moses would surely have died from the collection in his stomach. My son helped me clean up the mess, feeling bad because he loves the dogs so much. Then we decided we had better dose Sandy too, for he also may have consumed some. After more hydrogen peroxide than Moses needed, Sandy gave us one blessing and came to us for praise and hugs, for alas, no chocolate or foil..good dog. Sandy got a big crunchy dog bone biscuit, Moses got confined to the kitchen as punishment. Oh boy...maybe next year I'd better get the boys special Easter treats so Moses won't be so mad. And my son, maybe he doesn't need an Easter basket. But, he is so very remorseful after watching their agony. I think he has learned his lesson. And Moses, I think he'd do it again.

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OO! Thank goodness Moses and Sandy are OK. I learned something from this- hydrogen perioxide!! I did not know that! At least Moses has good taste. those Cadbury eggs are marvelous! I'm not making light, just kidding, cause chocolate is a serious matter. I had left my purse open with a chocolate bar inside and tho it fell to the bottom, for some reason, instinct?- since Cody was not with me as always, I ran over and snatched that candy from his mouth just as he grabbed it! Whew! So I know where you're coming from! I'm just glad all turned out OK!

That was a close call for Moses. Thank goodness your son had the where with all to tell you what had happened, so you could take action while you still had time to do something. I, like Karen, didn't know that Hydrogen Peroxide could be used to make a dog vomit. I always have that in the house. Do you mix it with water or anything? I suppose the dosage depends on the size of the dog? Anyway, you really did divert a disaster. When we got Tucker, he was recovering from a surgery after a similar incident where he ingested a peanut butter cup (with wrapper) and some dental floss. This did create an obstruction which necessitated the surgery. It cost his previous owners over $800.00. Fortunately they were good people and took him to the vet and saved his life. I can't imagine life without him.

I'm so glad that Moses is okay. Quick thinking and courage on the part of Mom to take action. Congratulations to your son for reporting what happened. You both saved your dog's life or at the least some serious suffering and expensive vet bills.

We are still keeping up hope for Jasper.

Oh poor Jasper's mom! First Jasper goes missing and now chocolate! Thank goodness you intervened in time. And your son is quite the hero as well! I too, did not know about the hydrogen peroxide! I am so paranoid about having chocolate in the house that if I do, I hide it in the highest closed kitchen cabinet over the frig! My girls are real counter cruisers and trash raiders and even the cats might knock it off even the highest open "perch!"
Please keep hope for Jasper's safe return. I know he must be loved so dearly. You have done everything imaginable you can for now. What a special fur mom you are. My heart breaks for you, as I know from personal experience that the waiting and wondering is the hardest part. Please know I think of you and Jasper every day and await your updates. You are in my prayers. Love Sandra

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Cinder and Smoke.........are you readin all these stories about chocolate? We don't wanna hear any uppychuckin stories from Ohio now.

I realized tonight that my boy Moses is still addicted to chocolate, even after his forced upchuck the other day. Greeting someone who had just come into my home tonight, his intense interest was found to be caused not by love for this person, nor want of attention, but that they were carrying his favorite, peanut butter chocolate. No, no, no, none for you...

The vet that recommended using hydrogen peroxide was so helpful in saving my pup, calling back to check on our progress, with no want of compensation for their valued advise and time, that I called the next day to schedule all my animals with them. They are great. They remind me of the kind and caring vets you see on Emergency Vets on Animal Planet.

The first time Moses was dosed, he was so little, so I was told to use only a teaspoonful at a time. I was not to add water. Just pour it in his mouth. Then wait to see if there were results. If none, give a little more. It took two teaspoonfuls. Moses was so pitiful, wretching several times, but it cleared his stomach. In a couple minutes he felt fine. He did not seem to have any after effects from it.

This time Moses was 11 months old, and it was heavy duty chocolate, so I was really worried. I started by giving him just two teaspoons. Waited 3 or 4 minutes, then gave him two more, which then made a total of 4. We waited again. He only paced and drank water. I could tell he was feeling queasy because he paced and licked his mouth. So 5 minutes passed this time and I was getting really nervous. We decided to give him one more, so a total of 5. As soon as it hit his stomach, that was it. He got sick several times, giving us lots to check over. Such a nice topic to discuss... He had finished off Sandy's food, plus his stolen Easter treats so Moses needed less than Sandy to get results. In a few minutes he was feeling just fine again.

Sandy had not eaten all his food, and no forbidden chocolate, so it took more, 6 teaspoonfuls to make him wretch. And he did it only once. He only had a little food, but more (sorry) sticky foam. I feel because he had less food in his stomach, he needed more of the hydrogen perioxide for it to work. He was immediately fine and accepted his token bone bisquit, eating it with relish.

I know with petroleum products, and probably other things you should not induce vomiting because it can cause damage coming up, especially if it gets in the lungs. At least that's what they warn for people.

This is what happened to us, and what I did because of what my vet told me. But please, don't follow anyone's advise without first checking. Ask your vet how they feel about using this on your pet. Only your vet knows what is right for your precious babies. Ask now, so that if an emergency arises on a holiday or in the middle of the night, you will know what to do.

Daisy here. Sorry I've been gone for so long everybody, but my Mom was gone and I cant turn on the pyooter by meself! But now she is home. I was a lil' mad at her when she first got home but I am over it now and glad she is back! All while she was gone I wasn't meself, and at night I slept in her bed but I woke up alot and would go cry to Grandma to ask her if she noticed that Mom wasn't there. FINALLY Mom is home! She went to someplace called Spain and she is talking what sounds like gibberish a lot. She keeps saying she is in Spanish mode. I don't get it. Oh well. Moses, you got good taste! Chocolate, mmmmm. I've had lotsa chocolate and have been lucky so far. Mom tris in vain to hide chocolate from me but I am Daisy, Wonder Basset! And I always get it, bwahahaha. Haven't gotten any lately though. Although today I did have a little eating incident... Grandma bought me a container of heart shaped treats. We keep all my treats in a hamper on the floor in the laundry room, and I have just found this out and have eaten everything that isn't sealed, but the darn cover is always on the container with the heart treats! But this morning I looked and lo and behold, someone had forgotten to put the cover back on and there were about 75 treats left. Mmmmm were they good. When Mom found out about the treats she was very mad and she can't beleive I didn't get sick. She says I am gonna get real fat and better be prepared for lotsa ezzersize tomorrow. She is real 'xcited today because Grandma and Grandpa are allowing her to drive to the beach house in New Hampshire tomorrow. She has been drivin' the car a lot lately and she's gettin' pretty good. I have noticed Grandma has finally stopped grabbin' atta wheel and screamin' bad words, and Mom doesn't get beeped at so much. So tomorrow the whole family ('ncludin' me!) is goin' to the beach, with Mom as our chaufeur! Wish us luck http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/smile.gif Now I think I gotta go. I am gonna go cry at the door. Mom won't let me out tonight because there are coyotes runnin' around my house and two of 'em even had a big fight! I coulda joined in, and I could beat 'em! Mom doesn't agree with me though, so I have been running fromw indow to window barkin' and howlin' and getting my family very mad. But I don't think I am gonna win this one. Mom doesn't beleive that Daisy the Wonder Basset couldn't take a pack of coyotes. Ha! Oh well. Wish me a fun day at the beach (hope we get there alive http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/wink.gif ). It's s'posed to be 80!!!! That should get rid of the last remnants of snow. Wahoo!
Love,
Daisy

HI Y'all. Its me Shaianne, speed demon greyhound. I just wanted to tell you I am listed on this site www.baddogs.com why I don't know mom though it would be real funny to get me on da net. Don know why.
Here are my links: http://www.baddogs.com/bdc/viewstory.cfm?storyid=4005
and http://www.baddogs.com/bdc/viewstory.cfm?storyid=4005
I think a couple of ya have checked me out, but I thought I'd post it so I can be a NAWTEE DOG TOO! http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/cool.gif http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/cool.gif

Patches and Rascal here.

We really don't like dogs. If Mom leaves the gate open the duffasses across the street always come in our yard and chase us. But they can't crawl under the house and we always get away - hee hee!! But Mom has been telling us about Cinder and Smoke and as along as we are sure they live way across the country I guess we will tolerate their stories. Why she is reading this stuff about dogs gets us, when there are all of those good cat stories she can read us.
You don't think she is thinking about getting a dog do you?

Cinder & Smoke finally back with all you NawTeeDawgs http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif ~

Sorry to be away for so long, but Dad's been goin to see GranMom on weekends an that takes away frum our puter time.

Sure hope JasperKat sees wun of his posters and trots back home reel soon! We've still got our paws crossed. And Moses ~ you're worse than a NawTeeDawg for gobblin choklet. Iffin we'd dun that I hate ta think what Dad wooda dun http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/eek.gif. I know that he's got summa that peroxide puke juice stashed at the Ranch and the Shop, but the most choklet we ever see is a corner of a chokachip cookie - an he usually makes sure the chip parts go inta his mouf fore we get our corner.

Hey Daisy ~ Did ya get all 75 treats fore you got caught? We've been tryin ta teach Boots, the Kat, to pop the cover off the buskit jar and flip us out sum extras, but every time he gets the cover off he only drags wun biskit out and jest chonks on it by hisself onna counter http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/mad.gif. And watch out for them kiyotees - I likes ta chase sqwirruls and wabbits, but those kiyotee things sound a little skarrie...

Merlin ~ Your Winky sounds bout as sharp a tack as our Boots, the Kat. He runs all around the house jumpin onna windows grrrin and hisssn atta burds what sit onna bushes outside. And then he shares his krunchies wiffa liddel mousey kritters when they wander inta the house. Dad sez the Kat jest ain't quite right inna brain bucket!

Hey Killian ~ sorry about loosin the toofs. Any luck wiff gettin annuder bro/sis to help keep Shiloh under control? Two Dawgs and wun Kat is a good ratio - jest ask our Boots! He's slimmed down a liddel since SmokeMutt arrived to help keep the Kat onna run.

Hannah an Tuck ~ Wow, 20 footers! That's 40 foot ta play with! We could tie Dad up so bad he'd never get loose. Too bad yer Dad wuz along to help out. Wudda been a lotta fun if yer Mom wuz alone...

Shai ~ That's a neet site you write for. Dad's been readin that site for a year or so, but he nebber told us bout it http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/frown.gif. Think I'll spin a few of our Tails on that wun, too.

Patches & Rascal ~ Yep, you Kats need a Dawg in your pack. "... don't like dogs ..." Definite *attitude adjustment* needed here.

Now here's sumpin y'all won't believe ~ SmokeMan and Me, the original NawTeeDawg, skatter-brained rowdies, both got to be Therapy Dogs last Thursday http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif! Yep, we reely did. Seems Dad hadda go see GranMom inna Health Center wing of her big partment complex cuz she wuzint eatin her grub and got week an siklee. The White Coats said she hadda stay inna Health Center till she got stronger and could go back to her partment. They held a meetin to make plans for gettin her better on Thursday, so Dad hadda go to Picksberg and come back that nite. He'd seen a nouncement sayin a Therapy Dog wuz commin an asked if he could bring us along. Sure, if he'd share an take us to see all the other folks while we wuz there. Oh boy!

Baff nite wuz Toosday inna garage... Shampoo, lotta skrubbin and fluffin, nails chopped off, brushin an combin - got us all spiffied up. No mud puddles or dirt rollin on Wensday. Just sum close order drills wiffa lotta heelin and *sittin purdy* praktis. Erlee brekfust, not too much wadder, an off we went. Kinda had a rockie start ~ Dad left us tied to the bumper unner a tree inna parking lot while he went in for the meeting. We got a liddel rowdie - did sum barkin atta residents what wuz walking round the complex. Sekuritee guy http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/mad.gif found Dad an said we wuz gonna have ta straighten up or *go*. Oooops.

I got to go in furst. Trotted rite inta GranMom's room acted like a liddel *princess*! Dint jump or do anything but act purfikt. Sat rite side her chair and got a lotta *skritches*, shook paws, the whole good gurl thing! Then we started on rounds - got to go visit a whole buncha new GranMoms and GranPaws in their rooms. The White Coat Gurls were reel impressed wiff how gentle I wuz when I hadda put my front paws onna bed ta snuggle wiffa GranMa's that were layin down. And even the rollin chairs wiffa big wheels dint bother me; I jest hadda watch they dint *squarwsh* my toes!

Lemmie talk, Cinners! SmokeMan here! I wuz reel good an quiet while Cinders wuz inside, so I got to go in, too. I wuz skairt at furst, but GranMom wuz reel nice an patted my headbone and let me stand wiff my fronts onna chair so's I could shlurrrp her a kiss. Dad took me on rounds so I got ta see everbody, too. I wuz fraid of the big wheel chairs at furst, but there were so many of em I got used to it and dint mind after a while. I got reel good at standin up and leanin onna beds wiffout pawin or skratchin enniebody.

After the sickies got their dinner grub, me an Cinders did another round of visits before bedtime when we hadda say g'nite an head back to the Ranch. Dad wuz gonna stay, but GranMom said she'd get tossed out iffin we Dawgs tried to sleep over in her partment.

Dad wuntz ta take us back for more visits, but it's a long drive inna kar iffin we don't sleep over. Dad's not too sure we'd sleep inna kar wiffout raisin a rukus an barkin at all the Hoomins walking around the complex. He might get a liddel upset iffin the Sekuritee guy hadda tell Dad we wuz misbehavin inna middel of the nite! Wunder if we gotta have anudder baff if we go again this weekend?

Keep yer Tails Waggin!



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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*

Cinder and Smoke, you guys done real good visitin' the grammas and granpas. I bet they really loved it! Hope your gramma is feelin' better real soon. Bet Dad was proud of you guys!
Killian and Shiloh

Hey, Cinder and Smokey - I'm sooo proud you were therapy dogs, even if just for one day! Just think how many people you made happy that don't get to skritch any doggy ears, or pat fuzzy headbones or anything! I once took a friend's dog with me to see an elderly relative when she was in the nursing home, and it was pretty disastrous! He was scared of everybody, wouldn't let anybody pat him, or even get near him! People were soooo disappointed - but not Aunt Bertha! As soon as we got to her wheelchair thingy, he went right up to her, and even did "sit" and "stay" for her! I think he knew that she had been slipping extra treats to big and little dogs for 90 years or so, and he even gave her a couple kisses. But as soon as we left her, he couldn't wait to get out, and everyone who loved doggies was sad that he wouldn't say hi! So you two were extra, extra good, and I think that makes up for some of those nawtee dog episodes in the past! Good job! (Tell Dad I said give you an extra biscuit apiece in memory of Aunt Bertha!)

YIPPEE! WOW! HIGH 5 PAWS! Good goin Cinder-girl and Smoke-man!! I'm so proud of you! I'm gonna read your tail to Cody so he can see that meetin stranger ain't so bad! I know Dad was struttin his stuff cause his kids were so good! Big kisses and hugs to you!

Hi Cinder and Smoke, pups extraordinaire!!!! Mother of Star, Cody, etc. etc. here! WOW! http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/eek.gif You guys are just AWESOME! What a picture I get of you two crazy kids all spiffed up and dressed up, making the long trip for your big day! And you sure did make us all soooooooo proud! I sure am sorry your gramma is not feeling well. But I'll bet you did her a world of good, spreading your love and licks all around! Oh, those happy faces! And you made so many of the other folks so happy too! I do hope you get to go back and repeat your amazing performance. (Without having to sleep in the trakter!) If it's possible, I love you guys even more than ever! http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/smile.gif And your dad is some special guy too! Well, I've gotta go read this to the Star BuRSt and Cody girl. They are going to be so thrilled, and will write you soon, I'm sure. Congratulations precious, precious Cinder and Smoke. What terrific NOT so nawteedawgs you are! Love, Sandra

Hey, Cinders and Smokey, did ya see our mug shots on New pictures in General? And did ya see my Mom's first GSD in Gone but never forgotten? Ya know, we all could be brothers and sisters!! Keep up the NawteeDog antics!
Kill & Shi

Hey Killian & Shiloh ~ Cinders here ~

Yeah, I wus just on that page sayin how good you guys looked http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif! Jest hadda stick our fuzzy pix on, too. We gotta get a diggy kamera so Dad can take better snaps of us. Ur Mom takes good pix!

Now, gotta tell bout the last Sunday adventure at GranMoms's place. SmokeMutt and I went back for anudder round of Therapy Dawg work atta Health Center...

I'm tellin this storie, cus I wuz good an you were a NawTeeDawg fer all yer barkin. Smokey here, gang.

Course I hadda have a baff Saterday nite cuz I gots a liddel *stinkie* on Wensday nite when we all went uppa street to help Unka Pat hang an air conditioner. I ran next door an rolled round inna pile of reelee *fresh* horse poopie http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/eek.gif I found. Gotta hose baff, broke loose an went rite back an rolled around summore. Dad wuz a liddel more upset durrin the sekund hose baff! Friday nite Pat's pup Cali came ta spend the nite wiff us an stayed till Saterday nite while her Hoomins took a trip. Dad hadda *brush & comb partie* for all three of us - that's when he noticed I still had a certain *horsey* stink about me. Nutz! I wuz the only wun that hadda take a baff. Everbuddy got their nails chopped off, too (even Cali).

Sunday we load up an we're off to Picksberg. Dad parks the kar unner sum trees for shade, fixes a wadder bowl beside the kar, and guess who gets tied up onna leash an left? Yep, me.

I only yelped wunce when Cinders an Dad walked away; jest kurled up onn back seat an hung my headbone out the open door an listened to the burds. Booring!

Cinders did her good gurl thing inna Health Center - lay onna bench outside on the patio an let GranMom *skritch* her all over. Then Dad took her on rounds an they visited a lot of our new granmoms and granpaws inna rooms and hallways. After what seemed like forever, Dad came out to swap dawgs.

Dad an I started to walk over to where Dad's Sister had walked wiff GranMom - to the new Zeebo roof thingy inna trees. Soon as we got outa site the rukus started. Wailin, howlin, yelpin and barkin like I nebber hearded before! I dint think wun liddel Shepherd Dawg could make such noizes! Cinders finally shut up cuz nunbudy wuz payin any attention to her, but Dad had his toofs ground down to powder by then. He kept mumblin that she'd had her last trip to Picksberg till he found a no-bark ZAP! collar for her http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/eek.gif.

Well, we all trotted back inside an I got to do rounds wiff Dad while GranMom went inna dining room for sum grub. I got to see a buncha the grannys an gramps that I saw last week - an a lotta them membered me! Then the Hoomins all went to Vesper Service, so I hadda go back to the kar wiff *moufy dawg*; but we wuz quiet while we were at the kar together.

After church, the plan wuz for Cinder an me to go back in together to say g'nite to all the old folks. We pranced in all nice as could be, but the crankie sekuritee guy met us an said we'd been there too long an to get out! Dad wuz *boilin http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/mad.gif mad*, but we said a quick g'bye to GranMom and left for home.

Now, anybody had any good luck wiff wunna those Zapper Collars whut gives ya a Zap! iffin youse barks like Cinder wuz doin? Dad wuz purty cranked off wiff her barkin, and I think he meant it when he said she couldn't go again and carry on like she did. We gotta do sumpin purdy quick-like. Lemmie know if you know of a good wun that stops the barkin but duznt hurt too bad.

Keep yer Tails Waggin! We'll Woof again, soon!



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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*

Smokey-boy and yodelin' Cinders,

Tell your Daddy-dearest that Shepherds DO that. Iffin their hoomin is off wanderin' somewheres, them there Sheps are gonna wwwwwhineeeeee and sometimes, howwwl! I know, 'cause I do it. I did it at o-bedience classes and at Petsmart (when Mom left me with my hoomin' sis)! I put up a big stink (err-I mean, Mom knew I was upset). The 'bedience lady told Mom that "Shepherds do that". So, I guess it's just not me and the Cinder. Don't know nothin' 'bout those electrocution necklaces, but I know I wouldn't want one!
Good luck, youse guys

Killian (howlin' dog)

Halp! You guys won't beliebe whut Dad dun http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/eek.gif.

Cinders is in a terrible *snit*, pouting unner the puter desk, so it's me, SmokeMutt, whut has to do the talkin ~

We wuz all happie and cited cuz Dad took'd us to the PetsMart store this snaftersnoon. Hitched us up wiff our short y-thingy and let us look all around the joint. We wuz eben good an dind stael nuffin offa the lower treat racks. Then he started talkin to a guy and they played wiffa funnie lookin collar thingy. Purty soon Dad's skribblin onna check an we get back inna kar an come back ta the Shop. Dad plops down an starts readin a buncha liddel books from inna box and then starts playin wiffa collar thing. Next thing he's puttin this collar on Cinders an she's whimperin it's kinda *snug* onna barken box... He sez he kan pun his finnerbone under it so's it's OkDoKee.

Next thing I knows I'm tied ta the table an Cinders is onna rope out front anna door's closed. Then Dad starts walkin away inna parkin lot. Now he jest knowz that Cinners is gonna *Bark* when he wanders away like that. Sure as heck, he gets ta the sidewalk an she starts *yappin* http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/redface.gif! Phunnie thing is she only yapped twicet, then sorta whimpered and kinda jumped up an started lookin http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/confused.gif all round... Next, the folks next door come home (allus good for a few yaps) but she only yaps twicet and stops an starts a liddel dance routine. Then a kar pulls inna lot to pick the folks up fer dinner an Agin Cinners only barks coupla times an stops reel quick-like. Not at ALL normal fer the Mouffy One! Then Dad keeps playin hide-n-seek next door an over atta Tree Store onna other sidda the Shop. Now she's down ta wun liddel *yap* an shuts up???

Dad comes back wiffa big *grinn* onna facebones an hasta call Cinners cuz she's hidin inna tall grass hind the Shop. I asked her wassup wiffa *quiet mode* anna short barks? She sez ebber time she either Grrrs or Yaps the new collar gives her a *buzz* onna first Grrrr an then a *Zap!* iffin she bark speaks! Holly Rip http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/eek.gif! An iffen she barks mor'en wunst, the *Zaps* get more owchee-er an she hasta stop cuz it startz ta *hurt*! She's purdy sure the Zaps! are commin outta the liddel boxy thing onna new collar.

We askt Dad how long she's gotta wear this new gizmo an he sez till after we get dun visitin GranMom on Mum's Day. Sure seemz like it's gonna be *quiet* round here. Dad sez it better be quiet in Picksberg, too!

We jest had a nudder test. The folks next door came back and Dad had Hans come over whilst Dad was outta site. One Grrrr anna *yip*, then quiet tail waggin http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif. It's almost like a differnt Dawg.

I looked atta box. It's a "Petsafe" Deluxe *Bark Control* model PDBC-300, by Radio Systems Corp; Knoxville, TN (1-800-732-2677) wiffa web link: http://www.petsafe.net
Got "18 Lebels of Correction". I peeked atta collar thingy an it's ownlee set atta lowest lebel - hate ta see whut she'd do iffen it got cranked up ta the Big Zap! lebel http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/eek.gif.
Dad sez it costed $90 plus tackz.

Cinders sez ta say *Hi* to ebberbuddy, but she don't feel like talkin jest now. Still in *snit mode*, I guess. Think I'll go lay low fer a while - gotta member not ta pick up her barkin habbit!

Keep tryin to wagg em (hope there's no Zapper fer Tails)... /s/ the SmokeMan



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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*

Poor Cinder, some gals are jest naturally chatty, and this is gonna be a hard learning experience for her. Maybe, jest maybe, she'll figger out that she does REALLY need to bark at every opportunity. Maybe. You can help, Smokey, by just hanging with her and letting her know you like her even when she doesn't bark!

I wonder if they make those collars for politicians?

Hi everybody, it's me, Hannah. Been reading about my girlfriend, Cin, and I just have something to add to this conversation. It ain't Cinners fault because she was talkin and Dad wasn't listening, so she had to repeat herself. I just don't get it! When a girl gives instructions, she wants some action. Now Cin, what you gots to do is get really depressed and unhappy like I did when mom had them put in that lectric fence thingy and made me wear the collar from HELL. I just did a major SULK, and in two days, the collar from HELL was outta here. Remember you got to keep your head down all the time and the tail plastered between your legs and just refuse to go anywhere and with your head hanging low as it will go, lift the eyes up and shoot him a glance that says "How could you do this to me?" Now don't be acting happy or glad to see him or nothing, no time, or you will blow it. Gosh, I wish I could be there to show you. We'd have that collar all packed up and Dad scurrying around trying to find the receipt.

Oh Cinder, you poor sweety. I think you should take Hannah's advise and make Dad feel really bad.
This should call for a major Treat reward

Hi, ebberbuddy! It's Smokey agin http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif ~

Cinder's still a liddel too 'barrused ta talk jest yet, but is taking this Zapper do-thingy a lot better'n we all thought she wud. Dad dint make her sleep wiffa Zapper on, but we she waked up an started barkin at Skruffy Dog when he ran thru our yard to go up an feed the horseys this morning - she only barked hello a kupla times an then quit. Usually she runs back an 4th frumma bunkroom to the bay winnows lotsa times shout barkin all the way. Dad eben woked up an gave her a *good gurl* fer bein almost quiet.

Taday atta Shop she only fergotted wunst an barked 3 or 4 times atta next door guy, but I think the Zapper got goin an she purdy quick membered ta stop wiffa shoutin. Dad walked cross street to the Post Office - not eben a whimper outta ole Cinders. Normally she'd be in constant bark mode till he started walkin back towards us. Now instead of gettin the *evil finger wag* she's gettin a lotta *good gurls* an then we both get biskits!

I dunno, Hannah, them extra biskits taste purdy fine. And I don't think the Dad is gonna give in on this wun; Pout, Sulk, or throw a Tantrum neber seems ta work reel well on him. An he's a lot happier passin out biskits than he is when he hasta keep gettin up frum wurk and hellerin *QUIET* atta BarkMutt. Plus he won't hafta wag the *Eevil Finger* around http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/rolleyes.gif so much.

Hey Miz Karen ~ Dad liked yer "jest natchurrly chatty" komment! He sez you could be a polletichun; whateber that means?

We gotsta go pack for the Picksberg trip. Gotta warsh our bamdannaz, chop toenails and probably get brushed, too. Sure hope we skip the durn baff; but I don't think we gotten too *soiled* or *stinkee* this week so mebbe we kan jest watch Dad play in the Kat's fallin wadder kloset and call it a nite.

Hey FurKidz ~ member it's Mom's Day Eve - no erlee risin tomorrow! And be sure ta give out LOTZ a *Schlurrps & Huggies* to yer Momz. And don't ignore the Dadz - the're purdy speschul too! http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif

>> Happie Mom's Day to All You Momz! http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/smile.gif

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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*

Daisy here. Cind, what are the hyoomins doin' to ya? Ya can't shush a dog's barker. We don't ever tell them to be quiet and they yak all the time! Poor pup. Yeah I agree with Hannah, go Drama Queen. Works every time. I came on here all ready to share my bad day but your buzzer seems to make my story kinda little. I had to have a bath AND get my nails clipped all in the same day! Plus it's rainin'. And Mom keeps saying, "This is for the best, Daisy! You NEED a bath. It's GOOD to have your nails clipped." Well I don't beleive her. I am VERY mad and keep giving her 'The Look.' I don't even think she feels bad. Well she will when I make her sleep all by herself tonight! I do got some good news though... the weather is finally turnin' nice. There's no snow left! Yay! And it has been really nice ('cept for this week, it's been inna 50s and 60s, which means cold!) so I've been ezzercizing lots. Mom says she hopes I lose some of my blubber. 'Scuse me Mom, you aren't s'posed to talk 'bout a lady's weight! Jeesh! Oh, I've been gettin' inna lot of trouble lately... I keep goin' and helpin' meself to treats. I've eaten 2 whole boxes now. Mom keeps puttin' 'em up high but I still get the box. She's totally confuzzled. How do I do it? Hehe, it's a secret! Well I gotta go, dinner time! Cinder Girl, good luck with that buzzer. 'member, drama queens always win.

Love,
Daisy

Hi, ebberbuddie ~ It's me, Cinder, the now *quiet one* wiff more tails ~

We been Reel Busy this month wiff our weekend trips to see GranMom in Picksberg every Sundee! Got this Therapy Dawg thing down almost pat now http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif. Dad warshes his outside skins an our bamdannaz Saturdee nite and we go sleepy purdy urlee. Inna mornin we get brushed, nails chopped off (wish Dad would stop wiffa *choppin* ~ they're gettin awful *short*), jump inna traktor kar an motor over to GranMom's Village. Bein the Senior Mutt, I get ta go in furst, leavin the SmokeMan ta guard the kar unner sum trees inna staff parkin lot. After I do rounds inna Health Center, Dad duz the switch an takes SmokeMutt in for his turn. Mum's Day wuz a liddel ruff on me http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/frown.gif kuz I furgotted I had that durn Zapper! Collar on and started shout*barkin when Dad walked inna the Village wiffa Smoke ~ I started shoutin an ignored the Zaps! Well Dad stomped back an made a *justment* onna collar an then trotted off agin. I started rite up wiffa shoutin ~ got in six or mebbee ten good *yaps* fore it REELEE started ta *hurt* http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/eek.gif onna bark box. Smoke told me later that Dad had cranked the collar upta 2 outa 3 onna Zap! dial. Since then I been in *quiet mode* wiffa collar on!

After GranMom eats her dinner grub Dad takes her to the Vesper Service an we hang out inna kar. Then we get hitched up to the y-thingie an Both go back inside ta do our g'nite rounds to all the roomz. We alluz stay late enuff to run into the krankie sekuritee guyz while the're lockin up the outside dorz. Seems the HeadMan inna Health Center hearded bout the *hassel* they gave us a few visits ago an he passed the *wurd* that we were OK Kids and ta leave us alone. Dad jest *grinnz* when they give us durtee lookz http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif.

This last long weekent wuz purdy special, cuz we did an obernite in Picksberg! Dad found a liddel motel place that gave us a bunkroom to sleep in after Dad gave away a liddel munnie an showed the guy a letter fromma surance man that said our homeowner's policy wuld cover anything we busted or pee'd on http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/redface.gif. We got a reelee BIG bigbed to share and eberthing went OK till sumbudee inna next room got up an left at dark:thirty an *skairt* me. I woked up an started sum shout*barkin afore the Zapper! collar and Dad hollerin *QUIET* got me kalmed down. Dad made the owner guy spekt the room fore we left and he said we could cum back agin ennie time, so I think we'll do summore obernites.

Mundee we hadda watch the burds an sqwurrels fer a while cuz Dad took GranMom upta her partment where us Dawgs aren't allowed to go. But after they got back to the Health Center Dad took us in for the hole day on our y-thingie. We did a lotta visits inside and took GranMom fer a long ride around the kampus inna bigwheel chair. Dad wuz gonna hook us up ta help pull the chair, but GranMon said she'd walk furst!

We went shoppin for G-Mom while she got her dinner grub so Dad stopped fer a burger an fryz. Putted the bag rite onna seat. I neber had fryz afore, so's I leaned over the armrest an grabbed a BIG mouf full while he wuz parkin the kar. Had to share wiff SmokeMan cuz I had so many I couldn't chomp wiffout spillin sum onna back seat. Almost had em gone fore Dad pulled out the fryz pouch an saw it wuz haf emptee! Phunnie how he dint share mucha the burger wiff us?

After dinner we did a lotta room visits wiff GranMom along to say *hi* to all our other GranMomz an GranPawz. All the WhitePant Gurlz know us by name and don't seem to mind our trottin all ober the joint. Most all of the Grannyz an Gramps know our names too. When we finally got reddie to leave and did our last rounds, ther wuz a hole buncha G-Momz sittin outside their roomz inna bigwheelz atta end of wun hall wavin an hollerin at us to cum back an say g'nite. Summa the WitePants were there too, cuz the Grannyez wunt go ta bed till we came back fer a last g-bye! Our GranMom wuz purdy well bushed out when we finally got her back to her own room.

It wuz midnite fore we got back to the Home Ranch! Smokey wuz so tired he slept onna back seat the hole way home. I did my co-pilot thing an stood wiff my fronts onna arm rest an helped Dad drive most of the way ~ ownlee took a cupla short napz.

Big sweat now is the Ranch grass ~ wiff alla rain an bein gone when the sunball wuz werkin, the grass is way past the tummie-tiklin stage! Dad sez the nayburz will think we took up farmin. I know that OddJob, the desill traktor that Dad drives all over the yard to eat the grass, will be barkin an blowin black smoke out his stack the hole way!

Well thatz our Tail fer tanite. Been purdy quiet here on the page ~ letz hear from all our other FurBuddiez ~ tell yer Momz you need sum puter time to pass sum yarns!

Wag em if ya got em; otherwize jest shake yer butts! Luve to All! http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/wink.gif

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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*

Merlin here; so glad to hear from you kids, Mom and I were beginning to worry about you . Mom's been tired and cranky working too hard at her jobNot much time for playing but I get to snuggle more cuz she naps a lot. It's been very hot here for May mom's garden (off limits) is growing good. Hope it does soon I love the zuccinni stuff.
Glad to here Your grandma is doing better your visits have to help(after all we are the best cure for all). Gotta go Mom's heading for bed. She has a full weekend ahead too ,on her days off we spin dog wool for hats for people for memories . I get to sniff all the packages that come in the mail, lots off nice smelling pups out they. Take care all and good nite. Montanas Mystical Merlin

Cinders ~ ya furgotz ta tell my Whopper storee ~

Smokey here ~ Nutz to Cinner's fry grab caper ~ I gotta hunk of a Whopper sammich a cupla weeks before...

We wuz goin Home fromma visit wiff GranMom and Dad getz hungree, so's we stop atta burger joint. Now eatin outta a brown paper sack, drivin, an holdin off two NaeTeeDawgs sorta looks like a mobile 3-ring cirkus, based upon observations of summa the other *grinnin* motorists that happen to pass us while the show's on http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/biggrin.gif.

Cinder alluz jumps inna front seat an tries ta grab a hunka sammich. Dad getz crankee an tells her to *get back* inna back seat. She pouts inna back korner which opens up her co-pilot's spot onna arm rest. I slip in an take up the position of clean-up man wiffa headbone resting on Dad's shoulderbone. After he takes a bite, I reach around wiffa tongue-lapper and *Schlurrrp-up* alla sammich goo he smears all ober his facebones. He allus holds the sammich wiff boff handpawz an he's pointin the kar wiffa kneebones, so he got nuffin but a shoulder twitch to push me away. (Wunst he tried pushin me wiffa elbow; but he squoozed the sammich too hard an it jumped outa the bunbread ~ Cinners an I had it divided up an gone fore he knew what happened!)

So enniehow ~ I'm inna clean-up position, head onna shoulder. Dad pulls up the sammich
an takes a chomp outa the left side, which leaved a lotta Whopper hangin out on my side. Opportinity knocked. Sammich is almost bein jammed inna my mouff. Yep; I dun it! HUGE *chomp* outta my side. Dad dint feel nuffin. (Good thing I dint hit a finnerbone!) I'm inna back seat gobblin fast as I can wiffout droppin any bits for the CinderDog. Dad's lookin inna see-back window tryin ta figure out what all the chompin noizez are from. He figgured it out purdy quick when he tried ta take a bite outa the missing side an came up emptee! Course my mouff smelled a liddel like *warm burger* when I came back for the next wipe-up. He wuz laffin so hard he almost dropped whut wuz left. Cinners got the hole last bite by herself, though http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/mad.gif.

Dad sez he's gonna find a gate to block off the arm rest hole inna front seat so he can eat in peace http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/rolleyes.gif.

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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*