May 10th 2009 11:16 am
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I continue to worry here at the bridge. I have been duly informed that I am supposed to be enjoying myself. How can I, Mulligan, relax? I never relaxed on Earth, so how can I relax here? Pennie would probably be happy to inform you that my stress and anxiety led to my untimely demise.
Honey is kind enough to share a cloud with me and to try her best to calm me down. She has however complained that I snore. I must protest. Mom LOVED my snoring. Yes. Dad snores. Pennie snores. Many nights after telling Dad to "turn over" countless times, Mom would retreat down to the couch, and of course I would follow. Last night Dad was snoring up a real Hurricane. Mom left for the couch. Alas, Pennie stayed with Dad. That is completely against protocol! I never let Mom retreat to the couch without following her.
Thank Dog this Mulligan Compound house is built of bricks because the snoring of Dad and Pennie would surely cause a wooden structure to eventually loosen and collapse. I do wish I had had time to install the hurricane straps before I passed, to make sure the snoring would not cause the house to slide.
Mom said that I had a gentle snoring that belied my egotistical wakeful demeanor.
Mom misses me most especially on this Mother's Day. Instead of spending the day with Me; she is working with Little Lad on a poster. Pennie had to walk all over the poster for me. Usually both of us walk on any projects. I am quite certain that I did manage to get some of my dog hair embedded in the mask that Little Lad made as part of his project.
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Why didn't you join your Mom on the couch in spirit form?
She obviously misses you very much- go on, snuggle up with her! She'll just think she's dreaming and it will make her very happy. Lots of love to your mommy. Don't worry, Mulligan. You probably left enough DNA around the compound to stick in all kinds of places. Speaking of which, it's about time to drag my arse across my mommy's pillow again!
--Gussie Pennie stayed with Dad!
Every night I slept curled around mom's feet.
No excuses. Mulligan, we thought about your mom yesterday on Mothers Day. Oh how much she misses you. And it sounds like Pennie just isn't cutting it! You may have to swoop down and give Pennie a stern talking to!!!
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May 10th 2009 at 3:20 pm