<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><blockquote type="cite"><div><font color="#000000">Ruger</font>, Director of ASTT woofing in. Thank you Conley for declaring the<br>ASTT as Waryear Prinzes! Colt has always thought of himself as a<br>Waryear Prinze even if it was in his own mind. Here at ASTT HQ we don't<br>have any Fairy Princess to protect but we have been deployed to France<br>to protect the French Royalty; Princesses Penny & Polly. "miladies"<br><bowing> . But if we had a Fairy Princess we would protect here with<br>our lives. Especially against the evil squirlistans and ratilbans.<br>Momma thinks that we should adopt a little female so dad could have his<br>own houndie. He is jealous that Colt and I are momma's boyz. You know<br>the law of nature...mommas little boyz and daddies little girlz. So<br>momma thinks we should get Dad a little girl basset. Colt and I are<br>protesting this because we have enough on our plates trying to run ASTT<br>and trying to protect our compound...soon to be 40 acre farm, and war<br>plan against the Squirrelistans. We don't have time to protect a fairy<br>princess.<br><br>Neither of us howl...except Colt sleep howls. Weird! Momma said that<br>out of all of the bassets she has had in 40 plus years none of them have<br>howled other than Colt's sleep howling. But she says that we need to learn how to howl when we move to Howling Hound Acres. Hehe<br></div></blockquote><br><div>Love and drool to all</div><div>Ruger director of ASTT</div></body></html>