I mean – don’t git me wrong – I had my bad momentz tue – after all, I had bin ripped away frum my doggy mom at such a young age … an’my litter matez an’all the other woofiez I had grown up with. THEN it happened . . ."Just when I thought things couldn't get worse . . ."
I had MY Christmas stockin'an'Shiloh had
HIZ Christmas stockin'an-
we wuz both gittin'bizy lookin'at
all that wuz in them - toyz an'treatz-
an'that wuz the problem-
one of thoze treatz fell out of MY stockin'
I thought - no problem, I'll just wander over an'git it.
Wellllll - there WUZ a problem-
a BIG BRUTHER of a problem!
We got tue MY treat frum MY stockin'at the same time-
only Shiloh thought it wuz HIZ treat.
(interjection from mom - this was the ONLY time something like this has EVER happened)
The main thing at that point that I, baby Shasta r'memberz-
Shiloh gave me a little nip on the ear tue
chase me away frum MY treat so he cood
make it HIZ treat.
It all happened so fast-
Mom can't really r'member if I yelped.
BUTT rite then mom'z nephew stopped by tue
take us all tue her sis's place fer the rest of Christmas Day.
Ok - so we iz all dun gittin'our prezziez an'relaxin'on the sofa-
only I wuz feelin'kinda strange inside an'my ear wuz
kinda hurtin'a bit where Shiloh had nipped me BUTT
it wuz NOT oozin'any BLOOD
(again from mom - but it was oozing some ????)
ANYWAYZ - we wuz off tue the dogtor-
ON MY FERST CHRISTMAS DAY!
This iz what I looked like after I gotz A stitch in my ear-
also gotz sum feel better medicine.