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Here's something you can do when your parents are not paying attention to you.
Momma was on the computer and on the phone talking with Pops as he drove home totally ignoring me so this is what I did. I went into the other room and came back to Momma wearing one of Pop's Hawaiian shirts.
Momma's Laughing her Tail Off!!!
I just come strolling in like nothings new. It sure got the attention I wanted she couldn't even talk to Pop she was laughing so hard. She has no Idea how I put it on because it was just Me and the Rube in the other room. I'm not telling. Dew-Myst has his ways!
Of course I don't have thumbs so I couldn't put the sleeves on or button it but I had it drapped around my Middle just the way People wear it...I like the unbuttoned look anyway --BOL
Little J.'s girlfriend Midnight made it up for me.
This is her reasons:
"Thanks Dew-Mist.
That's my new nick-name for you. Dew you are, and Mist is for Mystery Dog. That's also because of your cool coat color and you do look mysterious, just like my big sis May.
Same goes for you guys. You can call us anything you like.
Love & Light
Little Might (my mom calls me that because she says I'm a little force of Nature)"
I love it!
She is right! I am a Dog of Mystery!
The New Nick name fits me perfectly.
So, if any of you out there see Dew-Mist as a sign out name better believe it's me.
Same Dew Time - Same Dew Channel
Dew-Mist signing out!
Here's how it happened.
It's funny 'cuz it's true.
Ruby and I wanted to go for a ride with Momma. Momma told us that it wouldn't be any fun for us because she had to feed the animals at the rescue and we'd have to sit in the car.
We told her we didn't care. We wanna ride with you. So, we got our way as usual.
We got to the rescue and Momma did as she promised she left us in the car. The Rescue owner's husband was home and he let their two dogs out while Momma was feeding and I was 'laxin' in the car. One of them is a female Golden and I cannot let this pretty gal go one more minute without meetin' the Dukester.
Momma left the windows open a little more than a crack. I think I can make it. I start squeezin' my 110lb body out the little escorts window. But as you know when you squish a large thing outta small thing there are gonna be some casualties --LMTO!
As I am squishin' I get stuck...why wouldn't I? I'm Huge! So, I start strugglin' and squeezin' some more I start pullin’ with my large paws from the front. Naturally I use the Right side Mirror for leverage. That works for a bit and then --SNAP-- Dang It! No more Mirror. Well, I am still only half way out this here car window and I still need some leverage. I decide to kick off whatever is near my hind legs. First the chairs then the Rear view Mirror then I am three quarters the way out and my front half is inches from the ground. I brace my hind legs to kick off the right vanity mirror and I rip the seam and that opens up with a little more strugglin' and last but not least I kick off the rubber holding the door window in place and that falls into the car and .... Free at last.
"Well, Howdy Missy," I put on my Best cow poke voice. "Have you ever been with a Southern Boy before," I ask her very politely, smilin' just the same.
Right then I hear some man in the house say, "How many dogs did you come with?"
"Two, Why?" I heard Momma say.
"Because there's only one dog in the car"
"You've gotta be kiddin'!"
Momma comes out the door and there I am with my best and biggest Southern Charm Smile on. She asks, "How did you get your Jumbo size body out that window, Chunky?"
"Are you callin' me fat," I think, "I'm not fat this here is pure muscle!"
"See ya later, Miss Goldie, Ma'am," I call to the Golden Retriever. I have yet to learn her name.
I just smile knowin' I should just keep my mouth shut...she'd find out soon enough.
Momma must've been real busy in there because she wasn't very observant.
She didn't notice a thing.
"Whoo-wee! Home Free!" I thought.
Momma put me back in the car and rolled the window up with just an inch or two crack at the top of the right window.
"Stay in the car!" she told us directing her voice at me.
I do as I am told...for once and Momma comes out of the rescue a few minutes later. She walks to the driver's side door and hops in.
"Cool no trouble," I think.
We start backing outta the driveway and Momma checks her mirrors as always starting with the right one. She pauses.
"Something must be wrong," I ponder.
She looks for a few seconds too long as if to say, "Something’s missing here."
Then she looks out the front windshield and sees the broken Mirror.
"NO!"
She drives back into the drive way and picks it up.
Momma places it in the passenger’s seat.
"What the hell happened?" she said calmly.
Then she gets back in the car and starts driving home.
She calls Pops and he get's angry so she tells him that someone swiped her at the grocery store parking lot.
Momma's so nice. She never wants to get us kids in trouble with Pops. Pops gotta temper like a midsummer tornado. She doesn't wan' us to get swept in the whirlwinds. I love my Momma!
We got home and Momma surveyed the damage. BAD!
The Vanity mirror is completely open at the bottom, We need to get a new side mirror because I Cracked it off...one screw is still comin' out the car into thin air, The rubber is all off the car frame near the window. It's way worse than it sounds. Trust me I did it --BOL
Momma was not happy but she got over it like everything else it should cost about $100-150 to fix...we hope only that much!
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