MY SIBLINGS:
-Nogie, my older non-mouser bro,
-Mickey Blue Eyes, my younger Aussie/Husky bro
-Red River Willie, that big reddish bunny-eared thang that calls himself a Gaited Hunting Mule
- Daisy & Hidey & Fraidy, the outdoor mousers, who took over MY study room during this cold weather for warming up. And there is Garfield, the Warrior Katz, but he only shows up every so many weeks now.
I LOVE TO:
-clean Mickey's "Oehrchen" (ears). I can tickle his brain with my tongue!
- toss my dry food when I dislike it, and then "herd" it into a nice pile.
- chase Nogie through the house.
- roll on the floor and snort
A big, woofy hug for everyone on Dogster. Even those, who do not know me - yet.
Hey, even for the Kittehs on Catster. ;-)
I am so happy to be part of this big furmily. It's the next best thing to my furmily at home.
Yes, I can say that, because I know that my hoomins understand.
One would think that here at the Rainbow Bridge it would be a piece of cake to have access to the magic box to reply to nice mail and get to all announcements. Oh nooo...there are some little angel furballs who hog the puters constantly. There is actually a particular angel furbie gang, who kidnap the puters...so to bark.
Anypoo, my hoomin Mama and her constant puter problems came to an instant still stand, when the "not-so-magic" box broke down. Howl, howl! (That were my Mama's sounds...kind of, haha). So I was out of luck there, too.
On Patrick's Day she got a new cyber box. But I had been without any access to the invisible grid.
Sooo, dearest Furbies, thank Y'all for all the congrats and greetings for my birthday, anniversary and Dog of the Day ( I am Superdog - Woof) honors. I am humbled and incredibly happy about such display or furiendship and thoughtfulness. The special piccies I received only top all the previous. Thank you woofy much. I almost wagged my tail off!
DOGSTER, You Rock! Dawgies, you make Dogster rock!
Yeah, and the Kittehs make Catster rock. Don't want to leave anyone out.
Woof! Today is my first yahrzeit/anniversary at the Bridge. Holy Milk Bone, that time went by fast!
I know that my furmily is thinking of me today (I can feel it) and Mama is crying (I can smell her tears), but I want everyone to be happy for me. Now I have a sorrow and pain free life!
Enjoy your memories of me, as I enjoy thinking of every minute I spent with each of you. I will always stay close to you - in your heart. And if you sometimes feel a tiny little headache, that might have been me, giving you a not so gentle head bonk. You know me...you are all sheep and I am the herding dog.
I have had a great time since I came to the Bridge!
So many wonderful furries of all kinds here. So many to herd, haha! Yeah, once a control freak, always a control freak. Can't do nothin' about that one.
Seriously, the Bridge is a place made in Heaven (no pun intended). We all get along great. And it is sooo beautiful here.
I have been trying out my green thumb (uh, whatcha call it? green digit?) and buried various milk bones in all kinds of special mixes of soil to grow a Milk Bone Tree and start a business. Well...needless to say, it has not worked out yet. I don't know whether it is simply impossible, or if the crux is that little pug, who I caught digging up some bones??!
Maybe I have to stick to my Officer In Control Of Everything job. I love it dearly.
So, watch out all you flying furries, Officer Lucky is on patrol!
Dogster Obsessions: The Starter Kit for Dogs by Wildebeest
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