[Dailydrool] Drool for King Bob the DOg

Charlie Meyer charlie at droolassicpark.com
Sat Jul 12 16:36:27 PDT 2008


Bob-

Lotsa drool to you and yo mom.  When I had my big fire owies, it hurt  
a lot. Lotsa slaves and Bassets slung a flood of drool my way. Oh they  
look like owies, but they don't hurt anymore. It worked so well, so I  
pass some on to you.

Piglet isn't my real given name.  The slave started calling me that  
long ago because I didn't yelp, I squealed.  I paid him back with  
enough mischief to be in the OEBE.  He's so happy I am on the mend  
that it doesn't matter how mischievous I am. Where's the fun in that?

The slave knows a vetlady who looks so young he said "You're gonna get  
carded when you're 40."  She didn't mind. He described her as 'the  
Doogie Howser M.D. of Vets'.

Our vetman and vet tech are so easy. They came out in the middle of  
the night to care for us.  I had them well trained whilst I was in  
hospital.

The mailman brought me a package last week. A flowery hat to shield my  
noggin owies from the sun.  Another lady sent shirts to cover my body  
owies. We got sent collars and leashes...so many that he had some to  
put on BROOD doggies coming out of the shelter.  I was swimming in  
drool and stuff. A home to come back to. No matter what we do, Bob,  
there are lotsa nice two-leggers out there for us.

We're all aarroooing. The town fire whistle sounded. We make sure the  
firemens can hear the alarm. Somebody needs help. The firemens were  
there for us.  The slave sez when the firemens come back it'll be for  
beer.  Jimmy the Hoseman, got to dance on the bar. NOBODY gets to  
dance on the bar!  And belly rubs for us!

You'll be all right, King Bob the DOg!

Aaarrrroooos,

Piglet OEBE
Droolassic Park

"Paddle Faster! I hear banjo music."



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