Here I am, the canine Jack Bauer. Thirty-six hours and I'll be meeting my new parents. At a Cracker Barrel, naturally. Hey - the FM organized it, right, so of course there's food involved!!!
My eyes are much better, I am feeling like myself again, and I can't wait until I am heading home. The B-Man says we'll be Steelers fans, but his mom isn't necessarily in agreement. I guess we'll have to come to terms with all those weird allegiances out there in western PA! Close to West Virginia and all that - eek! I hope I don't have learn to play the banjo!
I'll be said to leave my French girlfriends, but I can hardy contain my excitement about meeting my new sister Taffy! I know Winnie is happily attached to her boyfriend Tank (I caught the whole thing about the picture by her food bowl....) and have my Taffy. Now we just have to find a boyfriend for Fala - maybe Bocce! They're both brindle, after all.
Rumor has it that their mom is coming to visit me tomorrow. She said she has a special connection to the Easter Buny - he seems to be a very popular guy, doesn't he? Do you think he'll be invited to Tank's bar mitzvah? I think that's coming up soon. Or it would be, if he studied hard, but I think he might be fooling around a little bit. You know how kids can be!
Off to bed - so I can dream of the new and exciting life that awaits me.....
Magee, mom said less than 24hrs to go now. She came home from work and is big dog proofing the house. Mom says you have a long tail were I have a short nubby...look out for a happy wagging tail... no banjo's here you just have to listen to your sisters piano playing...She is pretty good. Yes we are steeler fans and yes Nascar fans boy would those be the cars to chase.....See you soon...Taffy
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