FooFoo Did Not Come Home

FooFoo had to go to the Vet (His name is the Shabazz-man). She went yesterday and then she went again today. She was Really Sick.
This is FooFoo Being Sick (she's on the Blanket) and Millerton Store is Looking Worried.

This morning Mom and Da were crying. They put FooFoo in the Travel Box and put her in the car. Da drove off.

But she Did Not Come Home.

I know What This Means.
I am Very Sad.

On the Road, Part 2

Here I am a Hopeful Dog for Chinese Food from my Auntie Natalia:

I like Chinese food very much. (In China, they just call it Food.) Natalia didn't know that It Is Okay to give dogs Treats from Plates. I informed her. Now she is More Aware. I feel this is a Good Public Service.

This is the Demon Kat from Hell: she is very scary and attacked Mom even though Mom is a Major Cat Acceptor. (Why? I Want to Know). Doesn't she look Scary??
She sits in the Doorway and Prevents people from coming in.


Here is the Sign from the Scary Rattlesnake Rest Area in the Desert:

I was Very Careful not to step on a Rattlesnake. (That would not have a Desirable Outcome.)

This is a Giant Golf Ball. It is on a Perch. If it fell off the Perch it would roll downhill. Note how Impressive the sky is. This is Wild and Dramatic Country.

You can't see it too well but this says "Devil Dog Road". I thought it was a Good Name. I wonder who the Devil Dog was who lived here?

Soon we have to go back home to Fres-NO! I am sad. Natalie Merchant says, " Holidays must end as you know.
All is memory taken home with me: "

I will Keep these Memories and Treasure them in my Heart.


Love and Gravy,

Grendel.

On the Road, part 1

So you all know that I Got To Go on the Trip to East Fresno.

There's this guy called Jack Care-a-Whack ('cause he cares a whack about Dogs and Women and something called Port Whine which I don't know what it is, why would people like to Whine? Mom says Don't Do It, not even in a Port, which is By the Sea) and he wrote a Big Long Story on a Paper Towel Roll called "On the Road" how he went off on Great Adventures and since I had Great Adventures I thought I would call it that too, 'cause I don't think Jack Care-a-Whack would care because he's dead and all that. Da calls it "homage à." But it's Mainly Pictures.

This is the Very Important Packing of the Gravy and the Food Bowl and the Boners:

Here I am getting ready to go in the car.

I am So Happy that I Get to Go!

Here I am Protectioning the Back Seat (that's my Pillow on the Seat):

Mom says that $5.19 for gas is Too Much. (I give gas for free!!!)

These are windmills. Mom says Donkey Hotee did Protectioning against them. Why? Is it because of the Birds? Why does a Donkey care about the Birds anyway? I Want to Know.

They have Very Big Chickens in Vidal Junction. This is where Vidal Sassoon lives.

These are Freaky Joshua Trees. Bono likes them.

So we get to East Fresno and I say hi to the other dogs. There is the Rat Dog Isabella (I call her Izi-smella 'cause she has a big furry butt with Dingleberries) and Cinnamon. He's Older than Dirt.

Here Izi-smella and I get treats from the Guy Who Likes Rush Limbaugh (he's not all bad). He spends an Awful Lot of Time looking in the Fridge for Stuff and Eating it. We Score Major when he does:

Here Izi-smella and Cinnamon play with the Princess.
I think it is good to Hang Out with Other Dogs so that I can Socialize and not be so Artistic. (That's Dogs who don't Interact)

Next Time I will tell about the Demon Kat from Hell and the Chinese Food.

Peace Out, Scout!

Love and Gravy,

Grendel

I get to go!!!

Oh, no the suitcases are out again!

But wait, Mom says I get to go!
I get to go!
I get to go!
I get to go!
I get to go!
I get to go!
I get to go!

I'm going to East Fresno!! (They also call it Phoenix)
I get to go!
I get to go!
I get to go!

Pack the Gravy, Mom!!! I get to go!

Another Gooperson gone away

I want to say first of all that I Understand Why.

But I am still Sad.

Father Jake, you gave a Place for all the peoples to go and be with each other.

When Mom Got Sad about things on Sunday she could come and find out that there were other people that Thought a Different Way.

You were Snouterrific.

Thank you.



Love and Gravy and Blessings always,

Grendel

Abandoned, again.

They Are Gone.

Mom and Da.
What did I Do Wrong?

Mom just got off the plane and then Left Again.

They are in France. I think dogs are Allowed to eat in Restaurants in France. Is this True?



But Dave-O is here, and I like him a lot. He works at Starbucks and takes me there. He says I am Becoming a Real Dog. (This means no Biting, Growling, or Eating Bad Things.

He Knows about Gravy because Mom told him Not to Forget.

It has been so long that I have a Very Important Story to tell:

Ophelia is GONE.

She went home to South Dakota with Chadster and the Kennenator. She got to Ride in the Car all the way. They took all her toys (except the Snuffleupagus, I Hid it.)

Mom and Da gave her a kennel so that she can have a Place to Life in South Dakota.

So Life is Very Quiet now. Just me and Dave-O. We watch TV together on the couch and I get Lots of Exercise on the walks to Starbucks. We Party with the Crazy People at the Coffee Shop (they Hang Out There.)

It's good to Talk to you again.

PS I wasn't Spozed to go to I Can Has Cheezburger, but I did anyway.

Is that So Wrong??

Gravy in Heaven

I just found out that Cub has gone to Heaven. I will miss him so. I wrote this poem for him.

There is Gravy in Heaven for Cub today
His suffering is over, his pain is all gone,
But the Lonely Place on the Sofa,
The Empty Bowl in the Kitchen,
the Sadness humans feel for dogs,
Weighs on their hearts like a Lead Blanket.
The Noble Brotherhood of Dogs
joins in mourning our fallen friend
But we know, we know, we who dwell
Only for a Short Time here on earth
The Joys that wait for us above

Dear Typist, and Alpha, and Boy,
You made Cub's life a Dog's Delight
We Love you all. God's Comfort come
and help to fill the loss you feel
But soon we all will Meet again
United at the Rainbow Bridge
No sadness, sorrow anymore
And there will be Rejoicing Much
And Gravy, surely, evermore
For all of us in Heaven