[Dailydrool] THIEVES! VILLIANS! BLAGUARDS! (The Saga Continues...)

[lea pierce]

​O Calamity!
O Catastrophy!
O Cacophany!

A SECOND (!) BURGLARY WITHOUT DECEIT!

A BOLD AND DARING GALLEY RAID!

FURLINED FELONS PURLOIN SUCCULENT ROASTED CHICKEN

​HOUNDZOOKS!

Houndservant, returning from doing battle with Urban Traffic to earn kibble
for a decidedly ungrateful crew, was puzzled...

No yap-yap-yap bark-bark-bark food-food-food. This in spite of
Houndservant's disappearance for nearly 10 hours.

Hmmmm.

Houndservant, being the anxious sort, waddles about checking hounds and
belies (ya nevah know when bloat bloats). Quiet hounds????????????

Yet all is calm.

This is wrong.

During the second round through the house, in the kitchen, Houndservant
noticed...

NO CHICKEN!

The lovely roasted chicken for Houndservant's well-earned dinner, pushed
far-far-far-FAR (as far back as possible) to the back of the stove was...

GONE.

Poof.

FOXYJASPERRUBY! Houndservant can roar.

They had gone deaf (and dumb, apparently).

Small smirks were showing. Yes they were.

Hound body language was clearly "wespeakanoenglish..."

No wonder there was no cryingsnivelingbeggingbitchingdemanding of food.

FOXYJASPERRUBY must have somehow shared the lovely plump chicken, because
no one seemed hungry, no, not-at-all...

Except Claire the Trembling. In her trembly way, she came asking for dinner.

Which she got.

THEN the blaguards were interested! Kibble looked good, as it was being
handed out; they'd have some, too, yes!

HAHA! Houndservant said, out loud.

HAHA! Houndservant shouted!

THAT will teach you.

Only ONE roasted chicken per day.

Yes. Only ONE.

Eat CHICKEN, no KIBBLE! HOUNDSERVANT WILL SHOW YOU!

("I am in charge I am in charge I am in charge," Houndservant muttered...)

Then ordered in Chinese.

Tomorrow is another day, Houndservant thought philosophically whilst
human-hoovering orange chicken & jasmine rice 45 minutes later.

You are up against THREE 100% Crafty bassets & Mr. Jasper, as angelic as he
might look, is a looooooooooooooong basset boy. And motivated. He could
probably reach to the Chinese take-out place if challenged.

Foxy could not have gotten that Chicken down; she had Jasper's help! Ruby
must have looked on with adoration of her mate's egg-cellent purloining
abilities.

Hmmmm.... munch, munch, munch on the orange chicken...

Perhaps Houndservant should ceed victory....

BUT NO!

The battle of wits is STILL joined! The war shall be won!

Bassets: 3
Houndservant: 0

"Houndservant shall win best of 10", Houndservant declared firmly to the
hounds.


Houndservant/HMS Santa Rosa
Ignoring the smirks
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