Hey Sophie ~ it's me, Smokey the Stray ~

Ask yer Two-Leggers what they're waiting for - you want a Home an they wanna Dog - simple adoption cemented wiffa Tail Wag anna Pat onna Head. It took me a whole 18 hours from found onna porch to sleepin inna bunkroom wiff Dad an Cinders! Nudder 12 hours an I wuz onna way to the White Coat's place to get my puppie-makers taken off and collect sum ouwee shots. Talk about a quick 'doption!

Course I wuz sorta a hardship case - it wuz reel obvious to Dad that I wuz a throw away that had been purdy badly smacked around and wuz soooo hongrey I never eben asked what brand the Krunchies were! I wuz reel skairt of Dad at furst - I'd only stick with Cinders and go up to Dad if she went furst. But Dad knowed that out where we live inna suburb / boonies when a lil doggie shows up onna porch wiff all his rib an back bones pokin through his grubby coat that it usually means he got pushed outa a car down the road in fronta the woods. Sure am glad that Dad, Cinners, and eben Boots the Kat decided to like my sorry liddel butt !

So Sophie ~ keep waggin your tailbones for all you're able, pass out kissy-smooches like they were kandy, and be reel careful where ya pee. It'll only be a liddel while afore they hang a license plate on yer koller that sez you live inna bighouse wiff yer new Hoomins.

Been there, dun that! /s/ Smokey

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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*