Thursday, May 31, 2012

Im baaaaaak



     Mister Google and I have sniffed each other and iernd out our differences – I was having some Paws-word Problems.  It doesn’t help me keep my followers up to date either when Als is too busy to let me on the computer – at night I am in the krate which is no prob to slip out of but the doorknobs give me trouble.

     At any rate, here I am to let you know what has happened since Kit dropped me at Camp yesterday.  … or was it the day before ?

     One funny thing was my first night here Skot was looking everywhere to put me to bed and getting worried maybe I got dazed or confused somehow in this psykadelic house; he couldn’t’ find me.  And there I was in my krate the hole time!  Sheesh, I no the routine, get a grip.


    He wud probably also want you to be reashured that the first day they went out and got me a nice tag to wear with there phone numbers on it – purple of course.  Very “fetching” if I do say so myself.  What does D.O.G. P.O.U.N.D. spell?



     Okay Als is stirring, she has to go to work.  In case she doesn’t here the alarm I will make shure she's up on time.



Licks and tugs,
Sophie Sue  xx

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Wate a minnit !



Finely!  They have gone for koffee.  Kit you forgot something.   


I have a hostage for you to negoshate with in case they don't want to give me back - and why wooden they ?!



I’ll be rite here.  xx