Monday, September 1, 2014

Sneaky an trickstey

I'm barkin bout whut Mommy pulled on Me an Tux yesserday. It wuz sneaky, trickstey, with sum down rite roodness tossed in.

Lemme tell yu bout it.

We wuz jus hangin round, nuthin special to bark.
Mommy got a fone call. It wuzn't Daddy cuz she dint say "I luv yu" at the end.
She went downstairs an started luggin up a couple o' crates. Yu know, the kinds o' crates that us pups get shoved in sumtimes. I knew sumfin wuz up, fishy, an it wuz gonna get stinky.

She putted those crates in Brother's room, but 'cept he don't sleep there no more. Shoot, he don't live here no more. Haven't seen him in a coon's age. Wunner where he is.

Ok, anyways, back to my story. Later, she got anuther fone call. It wuzn't Daddy either, same reason I knew it wuzn't Daddy afore.

Then she started takin stuff outta our frigerator. Then we went outside. When we came back in, she got a super large size cookie outta the food dispensin area. But we dint get the cookies rite there.
We followed her into Brother's room. She tossed a cookie in the big crate an shoved Tux in! She tossed the cookie in the smaller crate an like a lam to the slotter, I went in there fur the cookie. Did I tell yu she closed the doors when we went in? Well, she did.
She sat down at her laptop thingo fur a spell. We settled down to wait to see whut wuz gonna happen.
Then she stood up. Now, when she stands up, that's our q to commence a-barkin. So, even tho we wuz in those crates, we started up the bark alarm. Then I heard sumfin in our driveway. I put my stick-up ears to good use!
Roodness set in. She left an closed the bedroom door!

Don't wurry Pals. Even tho we wuz all locked up in those crates, in that bedroom, we still sent out the Red Alert! We barked, we howled, we tried to get outta those stinkin crates. We could hear Mommy out there in the kitchen but we could here men voices too! Stranger Danger! We could hear sum uther noises too.
We barked fur all we wuz wurth!

It got quiet in a lil bit. Mommy came an Released The Dogs! We tore outta that bedroom an did a real good check of the kitchen, livin room an dinin area. No more men. They wuz all gone.
We rushed outside a-barkin! No truck or vehicle. 

Don't know who wuz out there but I bet they wuz skeered of the noise comin outta that bedroom so's they took off real fast. 

Mommy tooked the crates back downstairs. No more sneakiness I hope!

Oh, she putted the stuff back in A frigerator, I think it's different. An this mornin, I helped her bring stuff frum the downstairs freezer deal. I wuz givin a package of lil shrimpies a good sniff! She putted that stuff in the new (I gess) frigerator/freezer dealio.
 

23 comments:

  1. WOW. Dat was one suspensive story. I was on da edge of the couch readin it.
    So…. a new foddable box! NICE.
    Wags,
    Ranger

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    1. Yeah, she wuz always cussin at the ol' box. It wuz messed up.

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  2. A new freezer for foodables, yum, yum.
    But tell Mum she doesn't need a freezer, you'll look after the foodables for her !
    Loves and licky kisses
    Princess Leah xxx

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    1. I wish she wud let me take care of the fuds in there! I don't hardly get no fuds.

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  3. Hmmmmm. We always get banished into the bedroom when interesting things are happening around our house. Hope you got a new easy-to-open fridge. Ours is hopeless...we've tried to open it!

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    1. Yeah, Tux is big enuf to look out the winnows an she don't like the way he jumps up an maybe tears up the winnow blind. So we got locked up in the crates.
      That would be cool if us pups could open the frigerator an help ourselves!

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  4. Oh Zoe, I was so SCARED that your Momma turned evil and was shipping you pups off to somewhere awful! WHEW!!! That was pretty sneaky, though...tricksing you with treats...

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    1. Turned evil? TURNED evil? Fizz, that's the onlyest way I ever knewed her to be!

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  5. Shrimps? Did I read somefin bout shrimps?

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    1. They sure smelled wunnerful! I dint get nun. Yu doods have had 'em huh?

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  6. Shwimps??? Dem r TAS-TEE stuffs, eben if, wike me, yu hab no fumbs an' yu hafta eat da hole fing, incwudin' da shell, in one big gulp cuz sum peeple weft hims appetizer pwate unattended on da cawfee table dat one time on Fanksgibbin' in 2008!! BOL :D

    A nu fwidge, Zoe? Kewl!! BOLBOL :D See whut I did dere??

    Duz it make ice an' duz it skeer da cwap outta yu eberytime it dwops sum intu da ice bucket???

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    1. No fud is Evfur unattended round here. Too many fuzzy lips an wet noses. That is pawsum that yu got that hole plate o' shrimpies. The peepoles ob vee us lee dint want them.
      Yu are so funny Z! Yu made a funny punny thing there!
      No ice maker gadget, we don't got no runnin water. Bol!

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  7. Why do they always put us up when those strangers show up?? don't they know you are there to protect adn supervise everything.
    hugs
    Mr Bailey, Hazel & Greta

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    1. Duz that happen at yur house too Pugs? It's nefur happened here afore but Daddy gave Mommy the idea to Lock us up!
      Turrible, it wuz.

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  8. Sheesh, that must have been torture-ous.

    At least ya dint get putted into the cellar, growlmy's peeps did that with their pups...
    But in crate, when ya's already in the locked up bedroom...ovfurkill, I woof, ovfurkill.

    Get your peeps to tie a towel on the new frigey handle, and when they are in some other room, yous can team up to pull it open!

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    1. Mommy axfurly Thot bout leavin the crates in the basement an puttin us in 'em there! Argh!
      A towel, like tug-o-war! Whut a great idea! An I can clime on Tux's back to reach the Meatz™ an Cheez drawer!

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  9. Wesa nevers been shoved in our crates but now that momma has read this she probably will from now on when strangers come to our door. FANKS!!
    stella rose

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    1. Ugh, sorry bout that! I nefur meant to give the pawrents any ideas bout crates.

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  10. Yeah, that happened to us a few weeks ago. An alien came here and we doggies got locked in Mom's office. We went crazy barking! There were all kinds of weird noises coming from the heating duct, and then the alien went in our back yard and messed with the ac unit. Grrrr. Usually, though, when Mom and Dad expect an alien invasion, they send us to the groomer for the day! I don't know which is worse!!!

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    1. Yuck! Havin to go to the groomer/torture place is Much wurser than gettin stuffed in a crate. At least we got out affer the men were gone an we got to Bark an raise a ruckus!

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  11. A new fridge is great news. Those things are magic and have an endless supply of yummies. When those worker guys come to my house Mommy just picks me up and then I get a good view. I won't let my Mommy read this entry because I don't want to give her any ideas about a crate.

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