Hey Killian & Shiloh ~ Cinders here ~

Yeah, I wus just on that page sayin how good you guys looked ! 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 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 .

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 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*