Medicine transcription - Doggie Wonderland

Author

Doggie Wonderland

Judity

2005-12-21, 10:58 am

Doggie Wonderland

Dog tags ring, are you listening?
In the lane, snow is glistening
It's yellow. not white, I've been there tonight
Marking up my Winter Wonderland

Smell that tree? That's my fragrance
It's a sign for wandering vagrants
"Avoid where I pee, it's MY property
Marking up my Winter Wonderland

In the meadow, Dad will build a snowman
Following the classical design
Then I'll lift my leg and let it go, Man
So all the world will know it's mine-mine-mine!

Off I go...snow's a-falling
Bladder's full, natures calling
Stay offa my turf, this small piece of earth
I marked it as my Winter Wonderland!!

Author...
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Judity
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Melinda Meahan - take out TRASH to send

2005-12-21, 12:53 pm

Judity wrote:
> Doggie Wonderland

You shoulda put a SPEW WARNING on that one!

dianne7619@yahoo.com

2005-12-21, 5:54 pm

The clinic has me keep my eyes peeled for stuff like this - they hand
them out in bags for people's pets in the month of December, along with
treats and other freebies. This one is definitely going in the "doggy"
goody bag next year.

Thanks for the smile, Judity, and Merry Christmas!

Melinda Meahan - take out TRASH to send wrote:
> Judity wrote:
>
> You shoulda put a SPEW WARNING on that one!

Judity

2005-12-21, 5:54 pm

Blame my sweet niece for this, Melinda. She just had to bring back memories
of Dad and his maple sugar-on-snow candy. He'd send us out for fresh snow
to cool the candy with the warning to avoid the yellow snow.

Judity
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dianne7619@yahoo.com

2005-12-21, 5:54 pm

Actually thank you ALL for being so kind. Merry Christmas everyone!

Judity wrote:
> Blame my sweet niece for this, Melinda. She just had to bring back memories
> of Dad and his maple sugar-on-snow candy. He'd send us out for fresh snow
> to cool the candy with the warning to avoid the yellow snow.
>
> Judity
> I is a writa @ Writing.Com
> http://Writing.Com/authors/judity

Melinda Meahan - take out TRASH to send

2005-12-21, 5:54 pm

dianne7619@yahoo.com wrote:
> The clinic has me keep my eyes peeled for stuff like this - they hand
> them out in bags for people's pets in the month of December, along with
> treats and other freebies. This one is definitely going in the "doggy"
> goody bag next year.

Okay, then you also need this one that Barb Grow send me eons ago:

Cat-mas season is here. This is a wonderful time of year when the
humans decorate the home for us cats in anticipation of the visit from
Santa Claws. The tree went up yesterday, and so did I. Made it to the
fourth branch within the first five minutes before the Big Owner chased
me out of the tree. So, as I do every year, I waited and watched the
humans decorate the Cat-mas tree with all sorts of what the humans call
"ornaments." I call them "cat toys."

Ornaments are invitations to a cat, bright and shiny spheres just daring
a cat to knock them off. Every year the humans hang the ornaments a
little higher out of my range, forcing me to elevate my game to knock
them off. Humans "ohhh and ahhh" as they decorate the Cat-mas tree. I
salivate in anticipation of the night's activities.

The humans retire to bed, as is custom during Cat-mas season, leaving me
to play with my tree. Tonight is a challenge, the ornaments are at an
all time high. I crept under the tree and began to scale branches.
This is great! A tree in my own home, why don't they do this
year-round? Five, six, seven branches, I climb like a pro. Ten,
twelve, I am half way to the top, and there is the first ornament! This
is easy as Cat-mas fruitcake. I make my way down the branch approaching
the first ornament. It lightly jiggles as my weight causes the bough to
bend. Almost there! One paw away and I feel a shudder. Something is
not right, I begin to lose my balance. The room is tilting! No, the
room is not tilting, the Cat-mas tree is falling! It seemed like
forever as the tree leaned, then pitched, and finally crashed to the
floor in a resounding bang of exploding bulbs, ornaments, and broken
limbs. I quickly extricated myself from the splintered tree just as the
Big Owner game bursting in snapping on the lights. There I was, sitting
next to the tree, as innocent a look on my face as any other in the
household.

"What happened?" he growled. Not a peep from me, I turned and looked at
the tree. "I guess we hung too many ornaments on one side of the tree,"
I heard him say later as he hoisted the mangled Cat-mas tree back into
place.

"Good answer," I thought. The Big Owner staggered off to bed, and I
retreated to the living room. Maybe I'll tear down those stockings that
were hung by the chimney with care.

It was good day.

Author Unknown

Judity

2005-12-21, 5:54 pm

Thanks, Melinda. I copied it and emailed it to my niece Robin. I bet it
will be circulating around New England by tomorrow. LOL

Judity
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Barbara Carlson

2005-12-22, 12:57 am

Is there any cat household that has not had this happen at the very least
ONCE! My dad one Christmas took stay wires up to hold the tree in place no
matter what their 3 Siamese cats did!

Barb C.
"Melinda Meahan - take out TRASH to send" <mmeahan@TRASHsonic.net> wrote in
message news:43a9dd29$0$95994$742ec2ed@news.sonic.net...
> dianne7619@yahoo.com wrote:
>
> Okay, then you also need this one that Barb Grow send me eons ago:
>
>
>
> Cat-mas season is here. This is a wonderful time of year when the humans
> decorate the home for us cats in anticipation of the visit from Santa
> Claws. The tree went up yesterday, and so did I. Made it to the fourth
> branch within the first five minutes before the Big Owner chased me out of
> the tree. So, as I do every year, I waited and watched the humans decorate
> the Cat-mas tree with all sorts of what the humans call "ornaments." I
> call them "cat toys."
>
> Ornaments are invitations to a cat, bright and shiny spheres just daring a
> cat to knock them off. Every year the humans hang the ornaments a little
> higher out of my range, forcing me to elevate my game to knock them off.
> Humans "ohhh and ahhh" as they decorate the Cat-mas tree. I salivate in
> anticipation of the night's activities.
>
> The humans retire to bed, as is custom during Cat-mas season, leaving me
> to play with my tree. Tonight is a challenge, the ornaments are at an all
> time high. I crept under the tree and began to scale branches. This is
> great! A tree in my own home, why don't they do this year-round? Five,
> six, seven branches, I climb like a pro. Ten, twelve, I am half way to
> the top, and there is the first ornament! This is easy as Cat-mas
> fruitcake. I make my way down the branch approaching the first ornament.
> It lightly jiggles as my weight causes the bough to bend. Almost there!
> One paw away and I feel a shudder. Something is not right, I begin to
> lose my balance. The room is tilting! No, the room is not tilting, the
> Cat-mas tree is falling! It seemed like forever as the tree leaned, then
> pitched, and finally crashed to the floor in a resounding bang of
> exploding bulbs, ornaments, and broken limbs. I quickly extricated myself
> from the splintered tree just as the Big Owner game bursting in snapping
> on the lights. There I was, sitting next to the tree, as innocent a look
> on my face as any other in the household.
>
> "What happened?" he growled. Not a peep from me, I turned and looked at
> the tree. "I guess we hung too many ornaments on one side of the tree," I
> heard him say later as he hoisted the mangled Cat-mas tree back into
> place.
>
> "Good answer," I thought. The Big Owner staggered off to bed, and I
> retreated to the living room. Maybe I'll tear down those stockings that
> were hung by the chimney with care.
>
> It was good day.
>
> Author Unknown