Hi All; Cinder here, finally gettin pack onna pawboard after a long weekend ~
Sure is nice alla Hoomin skinpeople been sayin nice thoughts ta Jasper's Mom bout hopin the FurKat wanders back home - alla us at Phred's Ranch fer waywurd *critters* have got all our paws crossed for the eventual return of JasperKat!
Now where's all our FurKid buddies? Wanna hear from Bella, Hannah, Star*Shine, Daisy I an Daisy II, Merlin and sum of the others. Letz hear sum storeez frum youse guys! Howz OlivePit, the new KlawKid doin? Are he an the SqweekRat getting along now? Ennie body get a new brudder or sister to join up wiffa pack? We don't wunt alla Two-Leggers to be munopalizin our conversayshuns on this here *PET*Talk Board!
SmokeMutt and me hadda reelee neet week-end while Dad went ta see his Mom. She got kinda siklee an hadda go inta the Hoomin White Coat's lab - think it wuz called a hopsbittel - fer a few dayz ta get sum tests and eat sum good grub. Dad went an stayed in her partment which won't allow us FurKids to visit; so's he hadda make rangements for us to be taken care of. Since we dawg-sit for "Cali", a lil Boarder Collie what lives wiff wunna Dad's firefighter buddies uppa street frum our Ranch, Unka Pat and Miz Joan said they'd look after Smoke an me
while Dad wuz outta town. We wuz gonna stay inna basement an get visits frum Pat ta give us our krunchies an let us out for poddy breaks. Well ~ Unka Pat said (after Dad left) that those rangements kinda suked, so's he come'd uppa our house and loaded inta his trakter truk and hauled us both down ta Cali's house. Boots, the Kat hadda stay an guard the Ranch cuz Cali lives wiff two houseKats that problee wunt like anudder Kat movin in on toppa two extra Rowdee Dawgs
, but Pat promised to come every day to give ole Boots a liddel luvin an fill up his krunch bowls. Boots isn't reel social wiff *strangers*, so I don't think he minded stayin home.
But boy did we have phunn at Cali's house! Rompin an runnin all day wiff Cali an "B.C." (that's the Boss Kat, it's short for *Basement Kat*, which he isn't any more) an "Funny Face" (the sheKat, wiffa phunnie half-smile painted on by her black and white face fur). Cali's Mom, Miz Joan, told Dad she neber got loanlee inna house cuz ever where she went she allways had all three dawgs trailin along behint lika train. SmokeMan has visited at Cali's house before, but neber stayed overnite before. He started out tryin ta chase the Katz, but ole "BC" (who treats Dawgs just like Boots Kat duz) fixed that problem rite away wiffa 10-klaw salute ta the Smoke's tender nozebone. SmokeMan settled down reel quick-like! We hadda sleep inaa basement, but that wuzn't so bad cuz Unka Pat wakes up more erlee than Dad so's we dint have ta spend much time alone down there wiffa Katz prowlin around. Smoke wuz a liddel *snot* an whined the furst nite cuz I wuz allowed ta roam around the basement an he got leashed to the piano. And mebee cuz I wandered upstairz and gave a *slurrrp* onta Unka Pat's facebones
whilst he wuz nappin onna BigBed. Mr. Pat came down an tied me up near the SmokeMutt (I wuz gonna sleep cuddled up to him eneeway), but I wuz a good gurl and accepted the tie-up wiffout a big fuss.
Durrin the dayz we got to go outside an spend sum time onna trollys that Pat has rigged up over the grass and the driveway to get sum runnin time wiffout havin ta be *watched* so's we wunt run back up to the Home Ranch. At nite we all cirkuled round the house playin tag an chase or collectin *skritches* frum whatever Hoomim we could con inta passin sum out. Smokey even conned Miz Joan inta lettin him onna couch (not reelee allowed in that house) fer sum private lovin on her lapbones. That reelee s'prized me cuz SmokeMan looks like he's got *jungle rot* wiff all his rump fur startin ta fall out with the spring sheddin season starting up. The liddel *snot* gets all the good breaks!
Dad dint get back till late Mundee nite cuz he hadda stop atta Shop an finish our tacksez (sumpin bout the gommerment wunt wait till mornin), so we gotta extree nite wiff Cali and the gang. Toosday mornin Dad pulled inna driveway an we both rekonized the sound of our trakter kar (it's got a noizy muffler) and got a liddel 'cited. We got ta run out an jump all over Dad ta say how happie we were to get him back!
He's gonna go see GranMum agin Fryday, so's I hope we get ta spent next weekend wiff Cali and her pack. If Cali's Mom and Dad are gonna be home I think we can do it again, since we got a good report from this first sleep-over!
So, FurKids; that's our latest DawgTail - let's hear sumpin from all you other NawTeeDawgs!
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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*





Hi All; Cinder here, finally gettin pack onna pawboard after a long weekend ~
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; so's he hadda make rangements for us to be taken care of. Since we dawg-sit for "Cali", a lil Boarder Collie what lives wiff wunna Dad's firefighter buddies uppa street frum our Ranch, Unka Pat and Miz Joan said they'd look after Smoke an me
, but Pat promised to come every day to give ole Boots a liddel luvin an fill up his krunch bowls. Boots isn't reel social wiff *strangers*, so I don't think he minded stayin home.
. SmokeMan settled down reel quick-like! We hadda sleep inaa basement, but that wuzn't so bad cuz Unka Pat wakes up more erlee than Dad so's we dint have ta spend much time alone down there wiffa Katz prowlin around. Smoke wuz a liddel *snot* an whined the furst nite cuz I wuz allowed ta roam around the basement an he got leashed to the piano. And mebee cuz I wandered upstairz and gave a *slurrrp* onta Unka Pat's facebones
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