[Dailydrool] We Gotz Us a Masherz On Da Loose

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Dis Brudder Elwood.  First, we send drool to all in need and press da paws togedder wif many prayers for those that have lost a houndie.

Well, Dog-O-Day, we hab biggie heppininz here at me home todey. I tell youze all liddel story.
It be dis mornin, dem slabes sleepin in dis mornin, but Daddie finally git on down da stairs, whut bee a gud cause I gots ta pee. Daddie let all ob we out. I pee. I pee agin. I pee agin, shake it off an head back to me home. Da bowl late. Brudder Elwood aint heppy bout dis, but summfin not rite. Daddie go git da mornin news an he come back in a wearin da grizzle on da snooter, but Sister Daisy dun puked on da floor so Brudder Elwood is a finkin dis da cause.
Momma arribe on da scene now an she seys Daddie whut be da problum here, iffin youze upset ober da puke, I clean it up rite now. Daddie seyz I fink youze needs to go out dere in da dribewayz and teke lookie. It not good. Brudder Elwood foller along an look out da door, Momma comes a rushin back in da home wif da waters a runnin down her snooter, she a wailin and, and, and--me bowl still aint hit da floor. She grab da tellyphone an call da poleese. She seyz it be me custom Basset Hound mailbox. It be smashed, it flat, it busted, why she seyz it be mashed all to hell. Da poleese seyz dey on da way. Momma still a boo hooin, she seyz she hab dat custom made affter her furst basset hound named Charles whut be at the bridge meny years ago, but Charles alweys be on da post out dere, old but still a watchin ober da home. Brudder Elwood seyz Momma letz do sum ob dat multeetaskin, get da bowl and wipe youze snooter at da same time.
Momma git da kibble moobin an bout dat time da poleese show at me door, do da ding dong, an Brudder Elwood rush down da hall to do da meet an greet. Sister Daisy rite behind da Brudder, but----
Den it heppin.
Brudder Jake rip down da hall, screaming all mean an uglie. Now whutz he finkin????? Dat da POLEESE!!!
Da poleese jump back. Momma grab Brudder Jake and we boys hab to git in da crate. Dis gud fing cause Brudder Jake liddel ruff furst thing in da mornin.
Well, da poleese meke repawt, seyz we gonna hab a detectibe a comin. Rippin up a mailbox berry bad. Facin Momma ebbin worsser.
So Daddie he spend whole dey a pounding an a gluin an tryin him best to get Charles back on da post. Daddie seyz Momma youze gotz nice postbox youze win at da Hop raffle, we use dat. Momma seyz dat so nice you knowz we use dat as decoration in da hall. Daddie shake his headbone. He git more glue, git da feetz an da tail back on Charles. Da headbone liddle hangin to da side, but Charles back on dutiee.
Momma out in me trablin moochine a lookin fur da pupeertator whut mashed me box.

We gotz paws pressed togetter she not find dem.

Drool to all in need----



Debbie Winchester 
Official Food Slave and Drool Mop Queen to 
PW, OEBE Elder Clara, 
OEBE Brudder Elwood, Instigator of Evil Deeds
Elder Sister Daisy, Brudder Jake
 
 
 
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