Hi there, Honey*Bucket and Lil ~

Yer Mom told Dad she went on a 500 mile Rescue Transport today. Wow! That's a long trip. Too bad you guyz couldn't ride along with the Badger Boy. Reellee neat that yer Mom did that to get the guy home .

We went swimmin atta BigLake today instead of Dad mowin the grass wiff Odd Job like we shudda. Neighbors are certain we're growin hay inna yard.

SmokeMutt wuz first wun inna wadder today. He likes swimmin now; but he needs to polish up summa his skillz. Seems he furgetz where is is summtimes. Half way into shore onna first lap he stops ta shake the wadder outta the earbonez. Jest stopz. No paddlin wiffa arms an legs; jest stops an startz shakin the headbone. Sunk lika rock! Lotta burbblin an bubblin. Dad's gettin nerbus an gettin reddy ta jump in an play lifeyguard.

Smokester figgurz sumpins wrong wiff this pitcher and startz spinnin his propellerz. Finally came back up an headed fer shore. I ax'd him whut the heck wuz you doin? He sez the wadder wuz ticklin his earbonez an he stopped ta clear it out. I suggseted he wait till he wuz a liddel closer to shore next time.

After we got purdy tuckered out wiff the swimmin, Dad pullz them evil toe chopperz outta his poket an startz whackin off toenails. I wuz purdy good; but Smoke startz *screamin* onna first *chop*. No red stuff flowin, he's jest hollerin. Peepuls are lookin; Dad's facebones are gettin all red; Smoke's *wailin* away. After the third or fourth chop, Dad *bonks* him onna nozebone an he shutz his yapper. Dad wuz lookin fer a big rock ta crawl under .

We're like a surkus act wherever we go !

Hey *Star*Shine* ~ Where are ya? Yur supposed to be feelin lotz better an promised us a storrie today. Mebbee tamorrow, huh?

Alex, Sara, Miz Daisy, Shiloh ~ This big "D" thing we're on reelee *sukz*. Tummies are grumblin all day an nite. Wun thing we have desided is that Miz Karen's rite - them karrut stikz are a lot better than nuffin! Dad hasta guard the liddel karrut tubbie when he sitz down inna kliner chair ta munch on 'em. We're eatin bout an mennie as he is nowdayz.

C'mon Dad ~ we're signing off cuz it's Dinner Time now! Letz head for the Ranch!

Wagg em or wiggel em; Yap at all you guyz later...