Hello Amigo…
I sure miss my visits to your house. To be honest with you, I already control this whole place. Two days after I arrived I had a mail box installed. My address is 305 Rainbow Bridge. I called a meeting with those who thought they were THE BIG DOGS! I made it very clear that “Everyday a Slim Jim will be delivered to my new mail box from my Favorite Uncle.”
The only animal that I cannot control is Miss Alma…so I added Catnip to my daily mail box grocery list. Can you please have her “beamed back to earth?”
I LOVE you Uncle Amigo. I am still Lois Lion’s best Roaming Reporter for The Sphinx, just from a higher level.
This morning I went to sign my dogs up for welfare.
At first the lady said, “Dogs are not eligible to draw welfare.”
So, I explained to her that my dogs are mixed in color, unemployed, lazy, can’t speak English and have no clue who their Daddies are. They expect me to feed them, provide them with housing and medical care. So, she looked in her policy book to see what it takes to qualify. My dogs get their first checks Friday. She also put their names on the Democrat voter registry.
