<DEEP Sigh>

We're where?
"Home" ...
Ya kudda fooled me ... Bus Driver took da "seenik route" back to da Ranch ...
Saw Miz Carol atta Dawg Pound ... I guess I gotz me a license plate to wear onna neckbelt.
Then he stopz atta pet shoppe ... comes out wiff sum sorta medieval torture kontrapshun ...
he sez it'a a Power Steerin Collar ... looks like a flexible bear trap!
Kan we go HOME?

We staggered up the yard to the frunt steps ... Where's da elevator?
I made it to da porch ... then all a sudden Bipp, Bopp, anna Chubby Herder kame flyin out da door ...

*SNIFF*
*Sniff*
*sniff*

Skinnie looked underneath ... "OMG! It's a chain saw job!"
Bald azza bowlin ball ... wiff purple paint!"

Such a comfort dat boy iz! Jest whut I wanted ta hear.
I wunt my Mommie!
Wish I kuld find a way to lay down an feel komfortable!

Wake me when I feel better!

/s/ Zippur Belly