Hi, All ~ It's me, Smokey talkin ~

Dad's been reel busy vestigatin a bad fire they Fire Guyz had inna house on the 12th - he had to spend a lotta time wiffa State Vestigator lookin fer whut started it, so we haven't been inna Shop to use the puter.

I'm talkin cuz the Cinder's purdy berrassed bout what she dun while we wuz Therapy Dawgin it at GranMom's place on the 10th. We wuz both inside fer g-nites and were inna lounge wiff G-Mom an Dad when a seekuritee guy came in to lock the outside door. He furgoted where we wuz layin an almost tripped over us when he turned round to leave. Kinda did a fast foot routine rite near Cinder. She thunk he was playin *footsie* wiff her so's she reached up an grabbed his foot shoe . Bad move, CinderMutt! He thunk she bited him nasty-like, so he runned off an called the reel Kops, anna Amboolance, anna Manager. After the fur setteled, nunbuddie could find any toofy marks on him, but the nice Kopper guy hadda take a report. Dad had our rabies certificuts an Cinder wuz reel frendlee (gave a lotta *schlurrpz* to the Officer an wunna the Mediks), so that kept us outta jail. Bad news comed inna letter last week - we're not allowed back inna Health Center . Dad sez we went way past bein NawTeeDawgz - now we're jest plain ole Bad Dogs!

Kinda bummed us out when Dad went to see GranMom last Sundee an hadda leave us inna house wiffa Kat. Probly gonna be a while fore we get ta see G-Mom cept maybe inna parkin lot on cool dayz when we can stay inna car. Nutz! We wuz jest gettin the hang of that therapy gig ...

Lilly (an Hannah, too) ~ sorree bout the *poundage* thing... Duz Kat food taste good? Boots' food is onna counter inna baffroom where we can't get at it - allus wundered how it tasted in bulk. Most we eber see is a piece or two he flips onna floor, but Cinder ushalee getz there fore I do an Hoovers em down furst.

An yer poor Kat, Butter ~ is the Kid's earbone gonna be OK? Ya otta tell him ta stay inside like our Boots duz! And whoz gonna do the PetSittin while yer Two_Leggerz are off havin a happy time wiffout you guyz??

An Daisey ~ a KOLD shower an then furgotted inna klozet ~ wow, whudda nite! Didja get ennie biskits fer all yer sorrowz?

Well, it's gettin late; we'll say Bye! fer now. Gotta drag MoufyMutt Cinder outta the corner where she's poutin an find Dad to aim the trakter towards the Ranch for dinner.

Wagg it if ya got wun; otherwize wiggel yer butts! /s/ SmokeMan

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

[This message has been edited by Cinder & Smoke (edited June 22, 2001).]