Hmmmm ... Now I wonder if maybe Bowser was "Dutch"?
Fur Sure that boy had a bit of a "stubborn streak" not very well hidden under all that Fluff!
Selective Hearing? ... Honed to purfection! ... The ONLY times he heard "Here, Bowz"
was at dinner times; otherwise you'd think he was stone deaf!
He'd be doing his skippity-do, bippity-bopp, jig and a jog across the front yard -
headed off to *hunt inna woods - be rite back, Dad*.
Calling was futile ... he must have *hunted* with his noze!
I'd try a Door SLAM! --- I could *rattle* the windows and prolly *SHAKE* the ground
he was skipping over ...
NO reaction, other than maybe that darn Fluffie Tail *wagged* a lil harder!
Selective Hearing? ... a twice-daily art form ...
* Open the hall clozit door - he colud hear that! (Krunch can stored inside)
* Open the Krunch garbage can - he ALWAYS heard that!
* Later in life, his grub was "Steak inna Kan" Rx: ($$$) Stuff ...
. . The *Pssssssht!* sound when the can opener punched into the lid?
. . He could hear that from anywhere in the Ranch Howze!
* Whisper "wanna eat?" to Clipp & Clopp --- Bowzie's tags would start to *jingle*
* Lift the lid on the Cookie Bin ... and hear his tags *jingle*
< sniff >
MISS Ya, Bowz!!
/s/ New Dad










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