Andy ~ Trevor ~ Boots, the Kat here, guys ~
heeheehee When does it get better? Be patient, it just takes time... Dad came home with CinDip and SmudgePot; seemed a little strange cause everbody wuz kinda quiet. Dad's gotta few food thingys he's puttin inna iceabox. Alla sudden it's "Who did THIS?!!" Oh, m'gosh; I dint do nuttin; dint even pee outside the box; but he wasn't after Me. Both Dawgs crawl unner the table an try ta get invisible. Whatcha got there Dad? Kinda looks like a cucumber wiffa buncha toofy marks all ober it. Oh, Happy Dayze! Clip an Clop dun it again
! Then the Dad starts throwin sum other food stuff inna trash - bread bag that looked like it got hit widda chain saw, lunch meat wrapper wit nuttin in it; they'd even munched onna ball of lettuce! Dad said sumpin bout how he hoped the two of em had enjoyed their snak inna car, cause That wuz their dinner!
I think I'll slide over onna lap an run my motor a while - there otta be sum good *skritchin* tanite.
Now, back to your problems, guys... The toy thing will be a constant problem. I'm alla time havin ta search for my dope bag - an I hate when that nip bag is already slobbered up by a Dawg! And yeah, I my Christmas *sproingy* mousee onna string toy got trashed by that darn new Mutt, SmudgePot.
Andy ~ watch yer mouff - Trevor isn't the only wun that would have a pout about a gate; lucky for me the 2 K-9s here could clear a baby gate so's we don't have any. Ask yer Mom ta put a chair outside the kitchen so you guys can climb up then jump ober the gate. But then, do ya reely wanna be inna kitchen wiff that liddel Pup-Dawg, whasser name, Bella? Seems to me you guys could have a LOT more fun Outside the kitchen while she's locked in. Think about that. Now, if yer krunch FOOD's inna kitchen, yer gettin a bum rap - ask yer Mom ta put the krunch inna baffroom or sumplace dawg-safe.
Remember guys, keep praktisin wiffa back razor-klawz and the fist-paw *bops*on Bella's nosebone.
/s/ yer Kat buddy, Boots
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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*





heeheehee When does it get better? Be patient, it just takes time... Dad came home with CinDip and SmudgePot; seemed a little strange cause everbody wuz kinda quiet. Dad's gotta few food thingys he's puttin inna iceabox. Alla sudden it's "Who did THIS?!!" Oh, m'gosh; I dint do nuttin; dint even pee outside the box; but he wasn't after Me. Both Dawgs crawl unner the table an try ta get invisible. Whatcha got there Dad? Kinda looks like a cucumber wiffa buncha toofy marks all ober it. Oh, Happy Dayze! Clip an Clop dun it again
I think I'll slide over onna lap an run my motor a while - there otta be sum good *skritchin* tanite.
on Bella's nosebone.
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