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<p class=MsoNormal>It’s me again – Norm!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Here I am in the frozen tundra of Michigan. Now, I don’t
have a bunch of experience with this winter stuff since I was just a baby last
winter, but baby – it’s cold outside. Mom says it is colder
than a witch’s … oh, never mind … it is really cold.
And I have made two discoveries. My first discovery is POOPSICLES! Yummy!
And it makes Mom go crazy – this morning she was chasing me around the
yard in her jammies and pink fuzzy slippers, swinging the pooper-scooper around
at me! And it was 20 degrees outside – but have no fear, the words
coming out of her mouth raised the temperature a good 20 degrees or so –
maybe more! I think it was probably more ‘coz she got all red in
the face like she does when it is really hot outside. Plus, Mom’s
aggerties are bothering her, her nose looks like Rudolph, she’s got a
sore throat and earache and she’s got cellar-itis on her leg. I
checked out her leg really good tonight and I didn’t see any cellars, but
what do I know???<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>My second discovery is that when winter comes and it gets
cold outside, it makes the older boyz turn into grumpy old men! Opie and
I were outside yesterday, just doing our normal stuff, wrestling, barking,
playing tag, tormenting Hoagie and Johnny – I mean trying to get Hoagie
and Johnny to play with us – you know, that kind of boy stuff.
Yeah, we were a little noisy. Yeah, we were a little rowdy. Yeah,
we were even a little ornery. Johnny yelled at us once and told us
to settle down, and we did for a nano-second. Then Hoagie yelled at us,
and we settled down for two nano-seconds ‘coz Hoagie never yells at
anybody. Man oh man, I didn’t know Hoagie had such big
teeth! He snapped at me – but fortunately for me, Mom was coming
out to bring us inside – so I got away when Hoagie was waiting at the
gate. So then, we were all running to the door and it happened! I
bumped into Hoagie and he got mad! He grabbed me by the neck! He
pinned me to the ground! Mom yelled and he kept trying to shake the
stuffin’ out of me. Then Johnny came over to help him – I was
in deep doo-doo! And where was Opie??? Hiding behind Mom!!
Finally, Mom grabbed Johnny and shoved him in the house and got Hoagie by his
fur and made him go airborne – and Hoagie is a BIG guy – I think he
weighs 428301 nickzillion pounds. Then, Dad came to the door and said “what’s
going on?” DUH! HOAGIE IS TRYING TO SHAKE THE STUFFIN’
OUT OF ME! So, Dad put Johnny in his crate, then Opie and I got in our
crates and then Mom chucked Hoagie into his crate. All the while, Grady
is acting like Kujo Dog in his crate. It was not a pretty sight and Mom
was not a happy camper – she kept mumbling stuff about Michigan Basset
Rescue and Margrets!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>So, from the land of the Poop-sicles, wheezing-coughing-sneezing-itching
Mom and grumpy old men – I think I will go play in the snow and lay low
for a day or two – and stand guard on that turkey that is in the fridge
in the garage!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drools to ya!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Norm (and the rest of the Red Bay Gang)<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Grady, Hoagie, Johnny & Opie<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sandi Wittenberg - Mom to the Red Bay Basset Boys<o:p></o:p></p>
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