Hi, Honey an Lilly ~ Cinders here ~

Yeah, do I know about "the heat"...
Yer Mom tolded the Kat Group that the Butter's off the hook cuz he wuz outside when the Hamster Problem happened. Duzint leave too mennie suspekts, duz it? Hope ya lernt yer lessins - the SqueekerKidz can't be used as *squeeker toyz*. Our fuzzy *squeeker*, Boots the Kat, jest has to let out a liddel *yip* and Dad kumz a-runnin wiff fire in his eyeballs. Durn Kat gets us in trouble allua time, eben when he's havin FUN and enjoyin the rasslin match.

We been purdy luckie the last coupla weekends. Been reel kool an klowdy, so Dad's been takin us on visits to GranMom an lettin us stay inna kar unner sum trees till he grabs a bigwheel chair and then we all getz to tool round the partment komplex tagether. We sure do miss bein able to go inside an see the other G-Maws an G-Paws, though . Me an my big mouf.

Wensdee, the fourth, we tooked an extra trip to G-Mom's place an got sum outside time wiff her after the raindrops stopped. Then she tellz Dad she wantsa go see sum *firewerkz*. O-ma-gosh *firewerkz*! Whudda we gonna do wiff us Dawgz?? We tolded a storrie on the General site at about our furst *firewerkz* esperience. We thunk Dad wudda membered that and wuld leave us outta *firewerk* plans. But oh-no, Dad jumpz inna kar and round the building we go. Dad tosses GranMom inna frunt seat an off we go!

Next stop wuz inna shoppin mall parkin lot. Awfull lotta trakter kars an truks for a hollerday nite! Two-Leggers an Rug-Rats sittin in chairs an on blankies - all lookin in wun direkshun. Dad parks inna spot nexta a famblie sittin inna emptee spot. All ubba sudden the parkin lot lites went out and it gotz reel dark. Then the Fire Guyz blowed their sireen an a whole buncha streekers and *star*bursterz* started lightin up the sky!

Holy-rip ~ we're inna middel of a *firewerkz* show! . Kantcha take us home? But after a few minnits of pantin an vibratin onna back seat, Smokester an me kinda calmed down, cuz it reelie wuzint all that bad. Rug-Rat next door started bawlin, so's we gotsta watch his Mom bounce him up-an-down fer a while till he settled. The boomerz and bangerz weren't so terribul loud inna kar. SmokeMutt jest layed down an looked up wiff his eyeballs big as dinner plates. I stood in my co-pilut position tween Dad an G-Mom an watched the roketz go up an splode inna sky. Purdy neet show till it wuz ober an we gotz stuk inna traffiz jam-up fer a lotta minnitz. Wuz WAY past Gram's nitee-nite time when we got her back home!

We stayed awake till Dad stopped at Mister Dave's Wendy store fer a big burger. Dint see Dave, jest sum gurls atta winno. Dave musta been kookin the burgerz. (Wish Dad wuld ferget the unyinz, makes fer bad doggie breath!) We all rasseled round inna kar helpin Dad munch the burger and slurrp inna frostie kup; then Smokey an me kurled up onna back seat. We nebber woked up till Dad shut the trakter off inside it's sleepin spot!

Well, that's how we spended the Hollerday. Whud the rest of you FurKidz do? Grab yer pawboards an tell us yer tails!

Keep in touch, reel soon!