[Dailydrool] Thieves! Villians! Blaguards!

[lea pierce]

​HOUNDZOOKS!

Whilst showing the new gardener what needs doing about the Spa & Hot Dog
Factory...

A BURGLARY WITHOUT DECEIT!​
BOLD AND DARING RAID OF HMS SANTA ROSA!!
LOSS OF SHIPS PROVISIONS!!!!!!
Rascals under house arrest! (Lounging in the living room!)

Houndservant, back from foraging for (among other things) stinky liver
sausage with which to pill the new recruits ("Poor things," Houndservant
used, "poor dears shall surely enjoy the rich disgustingness of liver
sausage!" HA! Like they need sympathy, the rogues!), found said gardener
waiting. Ooops. Rushing to escort him to the back yard, the Houndservant
left the back door open and....

THE VILLIANS stealthily snuck (well, they strolled) into the galley.

What did their twitching, thieving noses discern? A FRESHLY OPENED MONSTER
BAG OF BEGGIN' STRIPS!

Up until to-day, Houndservant believed these villians were the oddity
amongst bassets and did not know how to COUNTER SURF!

HA! Jasper certainly does.

Houndservant, after shoving gardener out the front door with his marching
orders, went into galley looking for the Beggin' Strips to entice villians
back to their comfy garage lair whilst regular rations prepared.

No Beggin' Strips. Hmmmmmm....

No Jasper, either!

Ruby looking confused and hopeful...

Foxy looking annoyed (typical)....

Claire, the kitchen-beagle-in-waiting, Trembling....

Houndservant waddles as quickly as possible to the garage and...

Sure enough...

JASPER INHALING BEGGIN' STRIPS LIKE A HOOVER TANK VACUUM!

Snoot deep in that oversized bag, gobble, gobble, gobble, got 'em fair &
square.

He did not fight for the bag. (good sign.)

Gave it up manfully.

Graciously.

And burped.

2 and a half strips and crumbs remained.

Ruby looked forlorn.

"O jeeze," Houndservant thought, tossing her the remaining scraps. Bonded
or not, apparently it is every hound for HIMself.

Houndservant, wiping brow, mused on how lucky it was that First Foster Foxy
missed the feast, as the first ingredient in Beggin' Strips is CORN, which
makes her skin light up like Rudolph's nose in a blackout.

She gets the expensive stuff. Rabbit and potato. Designer yummies. (It's
northern California, we're all foodies, even the hounds)

Why Beggin' Strips? They are smelly and delish, and so incredibly effective
for training. Like, potty training. Houndservant fears all that has been
learned is that Beggin Strips be tasty!)

Houndservant submits, the villians may have been raised in a field, a
kennel, or by wolves, but...

THEY ARE 100% CRAFTY BASSET!

O! Calamitous Day!

The Battle Of Wits Is Joined!

Secure the Galley!

To the Victor go the strips!

Cry doG for Bassets, England, and St. George!

Houndservant
Picking up, stowing teats, and deploying padlocks
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