"Scruffydale and Lacie's New Place"
To repeat myself, "GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR." I am so mad at Scruffy, I can hardly contain myself. If anyone has ever seen a Lakeland really angry, this is not a pretty site. Scruffy had been locking the 'puter. Well, it certainly wasn't hard for a smart Lakie to figure out his password....."ASTA." That took all of one try.
So I checked out his last post describing the Great Deception of Lacie. I thought he had been digested by an amphibian, only to find that the little skank had been "pawtyin' down" in our own yard. Four days of debauchery; four days that I had to limit tanning, hair highlighting, and shopping just to negotiate for his release. Not to mention having to kiss those creatures!!!!! EWWW! Anyway, you get the picture.
It took me a while to figure out a plan. Certain Lakies have certain abilities that other dogs don't have. It's called "POOF POWER." Sadly for Scruffy, this is only one of my many talents. (Accessorizing an outfit ranks right up there, too.) Describing this is a tad difficult, even for a Lakie as eloquent as I am. Therefore,I will just show you.
Yeppers. I gave Old Scruff a big POOF and turned him into an Airedale stuffie. It's pawsome. He cooperates. He has too. He seems to be stuck in a down stay. I get ALL of his food at mealtimes....(instead of the usual quarter ration that I normally snatch from him), have all of the toys, and have Mumsie all to myself for "girltime"..you know, pedicures and such.....
Look at him here...he's trying to play, trying to make me forget about his pathetic behavior....no bitey face for Scruffydale. I WILL negotiate with Scruffy. He can talk. You just have to get very close to the Stuffie to hear him. Most of what he's saying is not printable on a family/puppy blog. I am holding out for flowers....roses. Perhaps, when he's tired of being dragged around by a leash in his fixed down/stay, he may appease me with gifts. Not that I'm usually this easily swayed.
I didn't mean to post this picture. Er...well...it's Stanley. Yep, Goober Boy himself. You see, I'm turning 7 months tomorrow and I can date then. But, Stanley said he had tooo many other girlfriends. POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFFF.
Should I call him Wirygoober?? Gooberfox??? He looks good as a WFT. He also seems to be stuck in a down stay position. Heeheeehee. The only dogs shedding in this house are the Stuffies!! Perhaps Stanley might change his mind and add a 4th girlfriend to his list. Or perhaps I will enter him at Westminster as a Wire.
PEE ESS.... When Mumsie took me out to use the facilities this am before work, she was grumbling that her shoe was too small. She stopped in the middle of the driveway, took her shoe off, shook it and out dropped a baby TOAD right in her hand. She screamed so loudly that I'm surprized our Swiss friends didn't hear her. I laughed my lady-like butt off. Only Mumsie. Perhaps the toads see her as paparazzi for all of the pics she's snapped of them. By the way, Toadie Baby hopped quite happily off to the party bush. She was fine. This house only gets odder and odder!!!!!