[Dailydrool] Snoopy here

[Dale Rutz]

Hi everyone, I can finally reach the keyboards and see it.

Let me tell you a little story.  It started out last Wednesday.  dadPerson had 
some popcorn and he didn't finish it so he left his bowl on the counter.  I came 
along and spotted the bowl on the counter and knocked it onto the floor to eat 
the popcorn.  Cyrus heard it fall and came into the kitchen to help me eat the 
popcorn.  And then ..... well .... I have some latent issues.  I had food 
aggression real bad at one point and it's *mostly* gone now so everyone is 
relaxed about it but it was just me in the kitchen and Cyrus is so big and so 
fast with popcorn and something snapped .... and I went after him.  Now ..... I 
don't bite .... I slobber.  Profusely.  This has happened before and Cyrus got 
yucky and slimy and that was it.  But this time was different.  Cyrus has a 
compressed disc in his back and he is in some pain and he was feeling real 
grumpy and went I flipped out and attacked ..... he defended himself.  He really 
did and he bit me right on the snooter.  He DID and he even broke the skin and a 
solitary drop of blood came right out of the nick in my snooter.  Well, I 
froze.  And he froze.  And the momPerson came in and told us to knock it off and 
she saw the drop of blood right on my snooter and she went and got her hydrogen 
peroxide and cleaned the spot and thought that was that.

Then, the next day momPerson LEFT.  She left and went to someplace called Napa 
County and saw the girls at camp.  She said the last 5 miles to camp the road 
was full of winerys.  Some places called Sterling and Beringer and Rutheford and 
Freemark Abby and Grgich Hills were all there on one 5 mile strip of road right 
before you get to the mountain where the camp is.  She thinks she finally 
figured out why the girls love camp so much but they aren't even supposed to 
drink wine, they are only 12 and 14 (well the 14 year old will be 15 on 
Friday).  Anyway momPerson was gone doing G-d knows what up there for 3 whole 
days and when she came home my little tiny nick was a gash .... about an inch 
and a half long.  momPerson said to dadPerson "what happened."  And the clueless 
dadPerson (they are a set) said "he's been scratching at it."  And, to prove his 
point, I gave a good scratch and scratched the scab right off and it started 
bleeding (again).  So ...... the mean ole clueless momPerson went out to the 
garage and got the blow up donut and put it ON MY HEAD and I couldn't reach the 
snooter with my back foot to scratch, every time I tried I scratched the stupid 
donut.  The stupid donut doesn't fit through my dog door.

THE STUPID DONUT GETS IN THE WAY AND WON'T LET ME SCRATCH AND I HATE, HATE, HATE 
THE STUPID DONUT.

It's been two days and the scratch looks better and I got the clueless momPerson 
to take the donut off this morning.  I promised her I won't scratch.  Now I can 
reach the keyboard and see what I'm typing so I thought I'd tell you all about 
it.

BTW .... my girls came home from camp.    I love my girls.   I'm in heaven.  
Julianne didn't even notice my scratch but Natalie asked about it in the first 5 
minutes. 

more later from Snoopy
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