Let's see, I bet 5 biscuits... no, make that 10.

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Weekend Away

Last weekend we went to Grammy and Pup's. They are Papa's parents. Of course I'm not allowed to call them by those names. They don't consider me their grandson. Can you believe that? They can't be related to Papa, because they don't kiss me the way he does.

A visit to them is a big event. The world's longest card game. This time it lasted 4 days.

We play a game called 500. It is NOT 500 Rummy. You actually bid like in bridge. I'm told it was the most popular game until the 1930's when Poker became the big one.

Ok, you might ask, why do I know all this, because I am the best card player around. Those dogs in that stupid velvet painting have nothing on me. Believe me!

Hey, I'm not kidding. Look at my picture. Now that is a poker face.

LOL,

Woodie

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Happy Daze!

Wow! It is unbelievable around here.

Mama & Papa are so busy and thoroughly exhausted. I had to lick Papa’s feet for a long time to get him to type this for me.

Mama had two helpers and was working outside with her plants all day, and Papa had to run around seeing clients and doing business.

I bugged Mama so much she asked him to take me with him. So I got to spend the day with Papa in the truck. I couldn’t have planned it better.

I guess this is as much as I’ll get out of Papa before he drops.

Later,

Woodie

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(Reprint of papa's Favorite Picture.) You looking for that blow dryer again? I'll get you.

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Stuff Happens!

I haven’t written in a while because Mama & Papa were too busy to help me, and as you know I have problems typing with my furry paws.

We all have been under the weather a bit, but not like my friend Buddy. If you haven’t seen him, go to the archives and look. He is a real trip.

Last week he had to have an operation. It was something about a bone in his one front leg would not grow and they had to take a piece from his hip and graft it into it. Ugh, that makes my fur droop.

I heard the hospital he went to was wild. Several internists, heart docs, dermatologists, oncologists, and more, all for dogs and cats (I guess they have to be taken care of too), and other non-humans.

It is all unbelievable! Mama’s jaw dropped to the floor when she heard about it.

So I guess Buddy was in good hands. I hear he is doing well and might visit in a week or so.

Later,

Woodie

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