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<p class=MsoNormal><font size=3 face=Arial><span style='font-size:12.0pt;
font-family:Arial'>Aroooing from Melba Toast,<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><font size=3 face=Arial><span style='font-size:12.0pt;
font-family:Arial'>Yes it is I Melba Toast, I got a call from Elda Clara about
a friend that was woofin for me. I don’t woof much from the Bridge these
days but this is a special friend. His mama Auntie Marion loved on him, hugged
him and kissed him good-by and told him I would meet him at the Bridge and not
to be afraid. I waddled right off to see who it was and there stood Baxter
Brown Billy. I aroooed right away to Auntie Marion, your boy got here and his
fur was still wet from your sweet tears. Oh and Auntie Marion he is all well
and not fearful of any of the hounds here. So now I am going to take him to the
buffet, oh houndy, it’s piled high with goodies. There are hot dogs and
burgers and fries and cookies so many, so much, that Baxter had to put his
eyeballs back in his head and he skipped right over and belled up to the table
and filled his plate. He like the fact that he could climb right up on the
table and eat all he wanted. He did woof that the liver that was there was not
as good as the stuff his mama the vegetarian made him because his liver was
made with love so he was going to skip the buffet liver. His eyes filled with
delight when he saw there was chicken jerky, yep don’t know how they did
it but King Holly’s Noel who is not at the Bridge woof to have some sent
to the Bridge and her mama found a way, talk about good slave training and
there was enough for every one. (Melba Toast and Clara are still scratching
there head bones about this) So now with filled bellies they all waddled over
to a special cloud, a big fluffy cloud with a couch and a bearded man, his name
is Bob, Melba woof to Baxter and was your mamas most wonderful partner/husband
many years ago. He is the one that has been watching over the family for all
these 9 years you have been there. Bob came over got down on the cloud and
Baxter went right to him and rolled over for a belly rub then jumped up and
looked for a toy box. Bob showed him his special box and Baxter was so happy,
but then he got really sad and woofed to his Bob, but mama, I miss her already.
Bob held Baxter and explained that he missed <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:City
w:st="on">Marion</st1:City></st1:place> too but they both would watch over her
now and Miss Carly Basset too because that was their job . Together they would
watch their every move and keep them safe and when the sun hit them they would
know it was Baxter and Bobs love warming them and when the wind brushed pass
their faces they would know it was a touch from their angels, Baxter Brown and
his Bob. One more thing go ahead Baxter she can hear you, MAMA I LOVES YOU
FOREVER AROOOOOO I gots my skip back. Nuff Said<o:p></o:p></span></font></p>
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<p class=MsoNormal><font size=3 face=Arial><span style='font-size:12.0pt;
font-family:Arial'>Baxter was Marion Billy’s’ houndy, he trained
her for 9 years today and she did every thing he woofed. <a
href="mailto:mmarvt@aol.com">mmarvt@aol.com</a> <o:p></o:p></span></font></p>
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