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Call me Samoa!

What to say...

Now I know how those celebrities feel when they have to write a thank you speech! I COULD stand here and fumble with a cocktail napkin and then start blathering on about the little dogs who knew me when...

I COULD take a political stance and start ranting about Dick Cheney or nowadays Newt Gingrich...but to tell you the truth I'm surprised I haven't ALREADY gotten in trouble for that.

I COULD give all the credit to Savannah who insists she taught me everything I know, but why give her the satisfaction. She is already pretty self-satisfied if you ask me.



I think...I think...

I am going to thank my Grandma. When she walked into the Humane Society kennels, she walked right up to me and said..."I'd like to play with this Black One."

And that changed my life.

Thanks, Grandma. I'll never forget that!
Now, pass the punch and let the party begin!

Deer Chase (an adventure with two narrators!)

Samoa: So it looked like a typical Sunday...we had a chicken foot and went out to water the lawn and settled in while Mom had her coffee. Can't get that woman to MOVE without coffee. And then we went for a walk.

Savannah: Samoa spent the coffee period barking nonsensically at the back door, instead of doing something useful, like barking at the cookie jar as I did.

Samoa: Mom crams us all into the car and I get to set up front because I am better behaved.

Savannah: He sits upfront because I get in first...in the comfy wide backseat.

Samoa: We drove down the street to the school fields and I helped by using the direction signals.

Savannah: He tries to stand on top of Mom while she drives.

Samoa: After exiting the car, we rambled across the wide fields behind the school. The little girls romp around while I keep a sharp eye out for varmints of all kinds.

Savannah: I bring up the rear in case anything ever REALLY happens.

Samoa: As we neared the woods a herd (cluster, covey, mob, assemblage?) of deer broke clear and took off in fear for their lives when they glimpsed large fearsome me. I gave chase.

Savannah: The little girls went off like rockets and left Samoa far behind. Of course, the deer left the girls far behind, but it looked like they were having fun.

Samoa: If not for my efforts to include the girls and slow poke Savannah, I would no doubt be enjoying a venison joint AT THIS MOMENT. But, alas. My good nature proved to be my downfall and the one piece of luck those miserable deer could have benefited from.

THE END.

Update on the Beaver News...

He is going to be allowed to continue living in the city park. I think I'll take him some old newspapers to read. I'm sure I can get on the good side of him and maybe keep him from voting Republican in the upcoming.