Showing posts with label Abduction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Abduction. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Water Torture!!! Call 9-1-1!!

After a rousing afternoon of digging for every rodent and/or finding numerous treasures in the backyard, my mother bade me to come in. She said we were going to the pet shop. OH JOY! Perhaps I can persuade her to purchase a new toy. Better yet, Katherine and Zorra were NOT going with us. Hurrah!!

Oh, I had visions of new balls and tug toys, perhaps some completely NEW chew toy that I had not yet become acquainted with. I was shivering with anticipation when we pulled up to the store.

Mother walked briskly up to the cashier, and I heard the words come out of her mouth, but it was as if they were in slow motion.. ... D - 0 - G W-A S H please.

NOOOOO.

The next thing I realized, I was in the washtub. Perhaps if I look cute and smile, she will be so striken with remorse over what she is planning to do that she will let me down... I am smiling, Mother. See??



Oh dear, she doesn't seem to get my point. I will just try to escape on my own. Get out of the way woman!! I am making a break for it. DRAT that leash holding me here.




I have worked up my best pitiful look. Oh Mother, how could you torture me so? What did I do to deserve this??!! Katherine put you up to this, didn't she? Or, Auntie. Is she still upset over that unfortunate pants pocket incident?? I'm so very sorry.



Oh great, now she's scrubbing where I had stashed extra mud to ensure my fur retained that wiry texture that WFT are known for. Just great.. I will have to give myself another treatment later. All that hard work......




MOTHER!! YOU GOT SOAP IN MY EYES!!!!! Oh, this has turned into sheer torture. I obviously must assist myself, since she is so stooooopid as to see there is SOAP IN MY EYES.



I will kill you in your sleep. That is what I am thinking now, but yet, Mother, you laugh?



Ahhhhhh, a nice towel. I love the towel. That means our time here is coming to a close.



Here is my impersonation of a prize fighter. I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee.



Oh Mother, I am sorry for those dreadful things I said. You are right, I do feel much better.. Now, where's my ###$$# treat??!!

Monday, November 5, 2007

Found!



Oh, my sisters and I were so distraught over the abduction of our mother. Here we are in a meeting as to what our next move will be, once we get a ransom note. (I am so upset that I cannot even look at my favorite magazine, CLEAN RUN.)




As you can see, we are all on edge with worry.





We even called an emergency meeting with 2 of our cousins. (The cats wouldn't come, as they were too busy basking in the sun)



We decided to escape from our fenced in yard and start tracking our mother. We quickly got her scent and followed our noses. We sniffed that she took the following path:



Our mother loves to walk in the woods and go for hikes, so we continued on our journey.



We are sure we are on the right path. Here is a bridge.




We came upon this abandoned barn, and we looked in there, but we couldn't find our mother.



Sniff, sniff, we're still following the trail. Ahhh, all the colors are so pretty.





We kept on sniffing and found many unusual things along the way....





Then, we made acquaintances with a pack of llamas and asked if they had seen our mother. They said, "Yes, follow us."



Watch your STEP!!



We found a truck to help us in our search, so we climbed aboard....



Unfortunately, it didn't seem like it wanted to move.....

We continued our journey and saw even more bizarre sites.. like these weird looking apples.

... and this old train...

We even went to one of our mother's favorite places......

We sniffed and sniffed and sniffed.




We looked everywhere... Finally, it was getting dark and we decided to go home for the night and start anew in the morn. When, we heard a sound....



Our mother was home! After all, who could leave such a handsome mug as this?

Saturday, November 3, 2007

Sam the Pinkerton Man


Poor, dear, dim-witted Katherine, she believes our Mother left on her own and just got lost. I, being of superior intellect, know differently. Mother was abducted. She would never willingly leave ME here with the others, ALONE!

I am currently planning my search strategy. I will begin at daylight. I am certain I will find Mother, for I am a WFT.