SmokeMutt here ~
Been a few dayz (happened Sundee nite) - so mebbee I can tell this Tail wiffout Dad gettin too riled up wiffa bad memmuriez...
We wuz motorin back towards da Ranch aftur a nice MomsVille visit wiff GranMom an Antee Nancy (she had hopped a BigBurd an flew in fur a few dayz visit wiff GranMom). Wuz late an Dad got a bad case of da *munchiez*. Wizz'd past a Taco Dinger wiffa litez still on = *WHOOOOA, Kar*!! Dad talkz to da lil talkin box an getz *us* 3 of da Sundee Cheepie Spechulz - the thurty-nine cent krunchie wunz. He paintz wun up wiffa tangy sauce stuff an startz munchin whilst we're motorin on...
Kar startz makin a not-so-phunnie *floppin noize*! We pullz ober onna paved driveway an he hoppz out ta check. Herd sum Nawtee
Wurdz when he spotz da *Flat Tyre*... Den he spotz ME checkin out da left-oberz of Taco #1 = Don'cha DARE! an he hoppz back in an gobbelz it down...
Musta furgot bout Tacos #2 an #3 kuz he getz out wiffa fashlite an startz changin da Tyre... Lotta nawtee wurdz commin frumma frunt uvva kar - so I figgerz he'z not inna mood ta be reminded bout da Tacos gettin kold inna baggie onna frunt seet...
I reechez up an pullz da baggie onna back seet wiff me ~
Jest gonna kurl up wiff em an keep em warm.
Well heck - he gotz THREE of em - he had wun - prolly figgered wun fur me an two fur him - I'z gonna have mine while it'z still warm.
Not havin pozzabul thummz makes it *Reel Differkult* ta un-bag an un-wrap a Taco! But I got er!Nebber had a hole wun all to myself.
*Ummmm, Gud*!
Looked out the winnow a kupla tymes an *smiLLed*at Dad. He *waved* back.
Thunk I herd Taco #3 *shivverin* inna baggie kuz it wuz lonesum an all alone. Kant have dat. Got him out an put him inna tummie wiff nummer two.
*BuRRpp*! Hope I dont get *gass*...
Tyre's dun! Dad hoppz back in an off we go.
Dat'z when he reached fur da Taco Baggie dat izint onna frunt seet ennie more... Uhhh - Oooohhh!
Aftur he got dun *hollerin* - I figgered out he'd planned on more than WUN Taco fur hizzelf. We flew back to Taco Dinger - but da litez wuz off... *Uhhh-Oohhh, agin*!
<Lotta Nawtee Wurdz>
I kurled up rite a-hind hiz seet an gotz reel quiet... He <mumbled> fur twennie minnitz...
I thunk it had all blow'd ober - all quite up frunt inna pilot'z seet...
Then da *gass* problem started...
Must be that **Dawggie*Taco*F@rtz** are extreemly obnoxshus to hungree Daddiez... Kuz after each *pOOt* I hadda lissin to him <squwakin> fur a least 5 milez!!
Aftur we got home - I dint get nuffin fur supper -
Think Cinder got mine...
We all gotz onna BigBed an I thunk all wuz furgiven ~
Dad eben wrapped hiz pawz round me an gimmie a big {hugg}...
<**POOoooot!**>
*GASS attak*
<WHUMMP!>
I'z pushed onna floor so fast I dint knowe wha-happened!
Spent da hole nite makin *bad air* unner da BigBed all by myself.
Memo to self: WUN Taco is prolly enuff...
/s/ Smokey, da TacoMutt
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