July 19th 2010 8:33 am
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So I have reprimanded my lazy secretary using the severest of terms woofing that she needs to transcribe the details of my adventure. Yes, I (aka SuperPetunia) emerged from the outhouse (no phone booths around here) in my full caped regalia to solve the country's ills- namely the oily gulf. I was tired of the countless images of sea critters struggling against the black sticky stuff. So, I flew down there and rescued as many dog-sized and under mammals as I could- plucking them from their distress and depositing them to animal rescue resources. I found flying to be more exhausting than I remember. It may be some time before I am able to resume my saving the day duties. Secretary looks skeptical but acknowledges that I did seem pretty pooped out and wet upon my return. She has made me promise not to fly anymore in this intense heat and has hidden my cape.

Barked by: Chester (Dogster Member)

July 20th 2010 at 6:03 pm

Um, very thoughtful of you, Petunia. Remember, the Gulf clean-up workers are only allowed to work for 15 minutes, then they have to rest 30 minutes because of the heat. You should probably rest for a week or two after flying so far.

Prof. Chester

Barked by: Gussie Finknottle (Dogster Member)

August 1st 2010 at 10:01 am

Rescuing the critters is a great cause, Miss Tuners, but don't forget to bite the arses of some oil execs while you're down there. If any arses need to be bitten, it's theirs!!!

Barked by: Petunia

August 1st 2010 at 11:10 am

Well, I did manage to track down Mr. Hayward to his undisclosed resort locale. I didn't want to catch anything contagious so resisted biting but opted instead to poop on his head. BTW, I need to correct my secretary's transcript to include reptiles, amphibians and birds- not just mammals who were rescued.