...there's a newby headed to Piddler's Green (across the street from Fiddler's Green). Dark Lord Sly's family lost a furperson.
Her name was Sadie, and while she wasn't with us long (she was only 5), she was nonetheless a fighter. She was one of two littermates, the only one to survive having been poisoned after chewing on pieces of railroad tie that were lying around the desert where we were last stationed. And while she survived, she was forever changed physically. She never got bigger than a five month old pup and was plagued with a yeast infection in her skin that we could never get rid of. It was this infection, I believe, that finally took her. She may have been small, but Bill knows, she was my little Napoleon. She had the heart of a lion, and would never back down from any of her much larger 'brothers' or 'sister' -- or the coyotes and other loose dogs that roam the valleys where we live right now.
Detail! Fall in!
Gunner! Put that squirrel down! Jake! Don't pick it *up*! Sheesh. Muffy, get this crowd under control.
Better.
Paw... SALUTE!
Now is the time at Castle Argghhh! when wedance sing a soul to the Great Hunting Ground and Tennis Ball Chasing Facility at Piddler's Green
Her name was Sadie, and while she wasn't with us long (she was only 5), she was nonetheless a fighter. She was one of two littermates, the only one to survive having been poisoned after chewing on pieces of railroad tie that were lying around the desert where we were last stationed. And while she survived, she was forever changed physically. She never got bigger than a five month old pup and was plagued with a yeast infection in her skin that we could never get rid of. It was this infection, I believe, that finally took her. She may have been small, but Bill knows, she was my little Napoleon. She had the heart of a lion, and would never back down from any of her much larger 'brothers' or 'sister' -- or the coyotes and other loose dogs that roam the valleys where we live right now.
Detail! Fall in!
Gunner! Put that squirrel down! Jake! Don't pick it *up*! Sheesh. Muffy, get this crowd under control.
Better.
Paw... SALUTE!
Now is the time at Castle Argghhh! when we
FM - Sadie isn't one of ours, she was a member of DL Sly's family. We honor the losses among all the Denizens, not just here at the Castle proper.
Ball thrown, bone made available... and a nice, cushy bed to sleep on.
Sorry for your loss, Sly.