<html><head><style type="text/css"><!-- DIV {margin:0px;} --></style></head><body><div style="font-family:'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;font-size:12pt"><div>Hi all, Snoopy here,</div><div><br></div><div>Whew. What a day at our house yesterday. First off momPerson got up before 7AM and rushed off to play in the street. Yup, you know momPerson, she heard 21,000 people were going to be playing in the street in downtown San Jose and she couldn't miss it. Something about 10K. Well, I have no idea what she was talking about because she didn't come home any richer, just sweaty. I have told her and told her about playing in the street. She doesn't listen.</div><div><br></div><div>So then she came home and she got out the bird and she stuffed breadcrumbs mixed with onions and celery and spices up his butt. She put more where his head used to be and stuffed his whole self into the oven for the rest of
the morning and all of the afternoon.</div><div><br></div><div>I was almost a good boy. Really. momPerson has been frantically checking the computer and insisting that I stay off until she checks and then she was frantically deleting a drool yesterday .... something about a turkey ... can somebody please repost because Snoopy missed it! Well, about the almost part. Cyrus and I played nicely and were sweet all day. We were even chewing our squeaky balls side by side with our noses inches apart in the living room. Right up until that bird came out of the oven. And that's when the fight started ......</div><div><br></div><div>You see, Cyrus is a long legger and he is SO tall he can just stick his nose right up over the counter if he wants to sniff something (like a turkey) and he did and I lost it and I yelled and I snapped at him! And he turned and gave me the stink eye and yelled and snapped right back.
And we were both a yellin and a snappin the likes of which you seriously don't want to see and we both got sent out back to "settle our differences." Well, our difference of opinion was around who's turkey it was and the turkey was INSIDE and we were OUTSIDE so ... we lay down on the stoop together and watched them eat. momPerson made up our bowls with turkey and stuffing and momPerson's home made gravey (she may be clueless but she CAN cook) and little bit of kibble too. We ate those outside and they finished and cleared the table inside and we came back in. momPerson looked us over and for all our hooting and hollering it turns out neither one of us has so much as a scratch. We are evidently not very good at this dog fight stuff.</div><div><br></div><div>Hope everybody had a happy thanksgiving. Drool to all in need.</div><div><br></div><div>More later from Snoopy</div><div style="position:fixed"></div>
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