[Dailydrool] Brudder Elwood Dey

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Dis Brudder Elwood. I been a restin todey, ob course dat bout all da  Brudder 
gotz da strength to do todey. We hab sum fingz a happin round da home  
yesserday. Brudder Elwood tellz youze all liddel storie bout dat. We been a  hearin 
Momma sey she a goin outter town for sum meetin fur the hound supporting  job. 
I tell Brudder Jake dis be otay, Daddy bee at da home. But den here I was a  
snoozin in me crate, an I hearz all dis rumblin roundz an I hearz the moochine 
 dat gib Momma da go juices in da cup and I pry open me eyeballz.
Why it still dark thirty out dere. Whut Momma finkin?? An I look and  Brudder 
Jake he still snorin in him crate too. Well I be a finkin da Momma ober  da 
edge agin, she git da juices cup, and I go back to me rest. Den here she com  
again, she gots da works stuff on, and we go out dere and it berry dark outside 
 and she gib all ob we a pat on da head an off she go. I seyz to Brudder 
Jake,  you git da breakfast bowl?? He git all worrie and sey nope, so we go on 
ober  dere to da Daddy. He sey yes Elwood I will feed youze guys. 
Brudder Elwood seys,  Otay Pops, fill up dem bowls, rite to da tippy  top. We 
git da bowlz an Brudder Elwood lookie in dere and say now whut did he  not 
unnerstand, dere bee biggie difference tween tippy top an  BARELY  NUFFIN IN 
DERE. So Brudder Elwood eatz whut we git, and I go checkie wif all da  odders. I 
go obber dere an seyz hey Elder Clara, how be da breakfast? Well she a  
snarlin and snappin so da Brudder be a finkin he not gib her much needer, but  den I 
lookie at herz and seyz meebe dat otay dere. Da dey go on, no treets, no  
Momma and now it be suppertimez.  Daddy git da bowls and I sayz now lookie,  lets 
git dis rite dis time. To da tippy top. I git me bowl, why Brudder Elwood  
gonna hab to orderz Daddy a dictonary. Why dis lookie like jus a snarffle  ob 
food. Where dat Momma. No Momma at da home. We still lookin fur foodz.
Brudder Jake, he go out dere and chew on da tree. Elder Clara an Brudder  Bob 
dey out dere a habbin sum dirt and sum grass. Sister Daisy she a eatin da  
stuffin out ob me toy. Brudder Elwood, he go chew on da bookcase. Daddy--he--dis 
 biggie word fur da brudder--oblivious. 
Well Momma finally com home an it darkthirty again. We all a tellin   her we 
hungie. She says Daddy do you feed da hounds?? Momma gib us treets. We  glad 
Momma home.
 
Drool to all in need-
 
 
Debbie  Winchester
Official Food Slave and Drool Mop Queen to
Bob, Casey, Elder  Clara, Daisy, Jake and
Brudder Elwood OEBE 
Instigator of Evil Deeds  
Virginia Beach Basset Hounds




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