WHEN iz she gonna lurn... ?
Yesturday we pullz up atta Shop an Miz Radar-Eyez startz scannin the naybur'z back yard fur her buddiez da NutRatz. Wun FluffieTail sittin inna middul uvva yard two howzez up...
*BOING!*
Target Aquired... Radar Locked... Pursuit Mode Engaged...
Awaiting Deployment (kar door to be opened)
Onlee *rub* iz Dad caught wind of the quiverrin inna back seet an called off the chase affore it started. NUTZ! Troops are quick marched to the Shop door while Dad fumbulz wiffa key...
Shudda been quicker wiffa key, Dad.
Cinder wuz round da Shop inna *blink*.
Grass flyin offa pawz ~ SQURRELFlyin!
They wuz boff inna woodz down by da krick affore Dad gotz hiz mouff open wiffa *Don'cha DARE...*
Fifteen minnitz a hollerin brought no response.
Dad ropez me out frunt ta akt as *bait* an jumpz inna kar fur a search mission.
He getz almost out onna street when Gess Hoo fliez round da korner makin a mad dash ta ketch da buss...
Dad spotz her an backz up an parks. Getz out an she rushes up doin paw-springz... Merriment iz short-lived!
Dad! Youze *FILTHIE*!!
OMG! Wuz she GROSS!!!!
Musta dun a dummer stunt - prolly tripp'd an fell'd inna crick. Cubbered in muddie waddur... Eben her face an earbonez wuz drippin!
She spent da hole day tied onna 6 footz ropey onna porch. Hadda eet brunch out der. Gud ting it wuz warm. I tell'd her she better start kleenin up by rubbin inna grass an doin sum lickin - kuz *I* smelled a *baff* kummin up.
Goin home tyme come along an she wuz still purdy ripe! Dad went to da FD an she got put inna basement. I volunteered to stay wiff her. Dad sed don get too klose - SHE STINKZ!
Dad got home late frumma Fiur Station an gib us dinner anna outie... Took a lil *sniff* an sed **BASEMENT** fur da nite... She wuzzint happie.
Herd her come uppa stepz an *knock* onna door cuppla tymes durrin da nite... Dad jest ignored her
She still *stinkz* ~
Dunno iffin there'z a baff in her future tanite or not.
WHEN will she lurn... ??
/s/ Smokey - da Gud Dawggie
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