Sunday Morning - The Dinger >dinged< with Miz Joan saying they were
on the way to Leslies's Howze. The Kids were in the kitchen - ready to GO

I sent the Local Tribe out and then fed 'em; gave the "Be Rite Back" fib
and headed out to fetch the Visitors. Waited in their kitchen for a lil while
till Miz Molly finally managed to keep all FOR feet on the floor for longer
than 2 seconds; grabbed their 'stuff', and took a spin around the block.

Miz Joan had mentioned that BigFoot, aka The Mouth, had been through
one of her go out, come back in, and then BARK her fool head off for 20
minutes periods this morning. She'd been given the "Mom's GLARE" and
finally caught on and shut up. I said we'd try Cinder's NO-Bark collar.
I pulled it out of the glove box and set it for the lowest #1 setting.
*Zipp* and it was on --- no adjustment required.

We were greeted from the dining room window with two visible and one
unseen but quite well heard "Greeters". We stumbled up the stairs to
a hallway cluster of the Welcome Wagon.

Other than an initial attempt in the hall to 'Reach Out & PAW Her',
BigFoot Molly has been *really mellow* with MiniMutt! (Wonder if the
Power Steering (Pinch) collar and the tightly held leash had anyting to do
with that?) I'll take success any way I can get it.

I have to admit we "lost" the MiniMutt ... somehow she wound up on
the cellar side of the door whilst we were having the Meet & Greet at the
top of the stairs. I was calling her to de-cone her - and thought she was
Yipp Yappin from the bunkroom. Went in thinking she became stuck under
the BigBed with the cone ... NOPE, not under there. Another Yipp Yapp -
sounds like she's in the living room ... NOPE. Another YippYapp ...
I just LOOKED in the bunkroom ... is she throwing her voice?

Molly & I had just RE-searched the bunkroom and were in the hall when
Mini YippYapped again ... I opened the cellar door and the Lost became
the Found.

Since she's been de-coned, Mini has seemed to accept that BigFoot is
going to be here for a while, and the two of them appear to have agreed
to co-habitate without any major phuss or bother. I hope this continues
when I *don't* have a handpaw on Molly's leash! Mini has skipped past
Molly's nose a dozen times; leaped off my lap and landed among Molly's
outstretched feet; and in general taunted the BigFoot a few times.
Molly's Mom will never believe these tails!

Soooo Far, I don't think she's pushed the NO-Bark collar to the firing
point. She's made about every sound known to man & dog, but never
guite *BARKED* yet. I hope she doesn't panic when it finally happens!

Now, if I can manage to feed this herd without anyone getting overly
stressed with the serving order ... this may turn out to be a Good Gig!

Maybe wish us a lil bitta Luck!



/s Dawg Watcher