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<DIV>Well then. Grandma Ellen was very surprised to see me. Shocked might be a better word. We're all watching the clueless momPerson from here. Poor thing is clueless you realize. I was running along beside her at lunch time today, with Sweet Maggie running along the other side of her. Fortunately it turns out she always walked me on her right and Sweet Maggie on her left so it was all good and she reached out her hand toward Maggie and then before either of us knew what she was doing she reached out and patted ME and then we both realized in the same moment that we are not really apart, it's just different.</DIV>
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<DIV>I never actually got to sniff Sweet Maggie before because she left for the bridge 3 weeks before the clueless momPerson got talked into fostering a 100 lb year old hunting dog who'd never been inside a house before. Natalie was 5 at the time. As previously mentioned .... she's ALWAYS been clueless. I remember those early days ..... Natalie was missing sweet Maggie so bad she'd grab me around the neck and squeeze and push her head down on TOP of my head so I'd snarl at her and then she'd cry and then the clueless momPerson would tell us BOTH to KNOCK IT OFF. Which we'd do, for 4 or 5 seconds, and then repeat. I followed little Natalie all around the house and yard which was wonderful as I was wild and strong and more than twice her weight. I knocked her over 3 dozen times a day (at least). And if I left her for ONE second she'd come and find me. I slept in her bed and ate her food. Within one week
she was MY little girl and I would snarl at ANYONE who told her no. The clueless momPerson was NOT amused. I could fly back then .... they have sleigh beds and I'd leap up OVER the footboard to get onto the beds.</DIV>
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<DIV>So I found Grandma Ellen and Sweet Maggie and we all said hello and then I humped Sweet Maggie because I'm a humper. Um. Word to the wise here. NEVER hump Sweet Maggie. Maggie does NOT go in for that sort of thing no matter how tall, dark and handsome someone might be it seems a certain protocol of flowers, food and sweet talking must be followed first otherwise .... well .... Grandma Ellen did clean up my wounds. And, stuff does heal up right away here at the bridge.</DIV>
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<DIV>I've been told I am free to visit the basset section at my leisure (buffet is better, hands down) but it turns out not to be too leisurely. I've been fetching for everyone here (Anna needs everything from everywhere all at once as does Clara) and also I can reach everything and am always passing stuff. Also, the telescope lines are shorter over here. On the other hand EVERYTHING is shorter over here so I do need to go over to the Lab section to stretch these long legs and get in frisbee games (the clueless momPerson curtailed my frisbee playing sometime back after a shattered molar incident but I digress)</DIV>
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<DIV>I just had a peak in and Snoopy and LuLu are asleep on LuLu's couch. Natalie is at the park and Julianne is out in the man cave listening to music and waiting for her friend to come. momPerson is writing some sort of code and dadPerson is aggrevated. He misses me bad and he's been sick and he has trouble crying so he's aggrevated instead. I tried following him around the house but he didn't know it was me. Maggie says she tried that for weeks ... even made shadows move to tell him she was there .... but he just gets more aggrevated. LuLu cuddled him till he got up today. The dadPerson needs to lighten up.</DIV>
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<DIV>Thanks to everyone who wrote and told momPerson they cared. That was awfully nice of you. </DIV>
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<DIV>more later from Cyrus ATB</DIV></div></body></html>