April 11th 2012 2:45 pm
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Hi pups! It are me, Ceeley! I's a bit late tellin' you's 'bout how I's spended my 'Easer but better late than nevers! Wells, Ebbers & me went to the ranch to spend Easer with our Paw-Paw and my brudder Jasper (aka-Goose, as Ebby & Auntie call him). For those of you that may not knows it, Jasper is my 'brudder. He was my Ma Letty's 1st dog. Jasper has always loved Paw-Paw more than any utter human, so when Grammy went to heaven in 2004, Jasper packed his stuffy toy, his kibble and his blankie and said he was going to go keep Paw-Paw company. He never returned to Ma's. At the time Ma was just fostering me. Jasper's moving away, 'llowed her to 'dopt me 'pawmanent.

Anywho, back to my 'Easer weekend-it are pawfect! Ebbers already barked 'bout the gobbler the 'Easer bunny gaved us. Can ya'lls 'blieves it! Oh how I LOVES livin' heres! AND guess what else we gots?! Me, Jasper & Ebbers 'eash gots a egg from the ranch 'cluckers (hens)! A WHOLE EGG 'EASH!!! We 'eash gots to pick out our own egg from the clucker coop. Auntie tooked us over and told us if we walked up to the cluckers' gate and asked them nicely the cluckers might let us has a egg and that are 'sactly what we's does! 'Ashly Ebbers was the nice one. Ebbers & me walked up to the gate and at first the cluckers was 'skeered of us. They's runs round going, "CLUCK, CLUCK, CLUCK....!!!!!" Which translates to "RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!! A BLACK BABY WOLF AND A BLACK & TAN WEASEL ARE AT THE GATE!!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!" Them dumb cluckers! I's doesn't looks like no weasel! I barked back insults at them till Ebbers reminded me why we's there. "Ceel we's must try the Rinky 'proach! We wants they's eggs so we's gotta be nice! You's stay back & calms down! I's handle this." Ebbers barked as she walked up the cluckers' gate. " 'Escuse ladies, but whish of you's is the head clucker?" she asked. "CLUCK, CLUCK, CLUCK....the baby wolf speaks!" clucked the cluckers. "Tee, hee...I's no wolf, but thanks for the 'compament!" said Ebbers (In the background, I angrily barked back-"And I's no weasel!") Ebbers asked the head clucker if she'd 'llow our Auntie to has 3 eggs for our 'Easer 'brefest and they said okay.
Auntie cooked our eggs Jasper, me & Ebbers each enjoyed hard-boiled egg for 'brefest that Sunday! Then we's ate a bowl of Gobbler for dinners! Life doesn't gets better than this!!!!