Ok, while the human woman is taking motrins and drinking water to recover, I figured that I'd try to get yet ANOTHER distraction out of my way.
Spineless Bionic Hip Puppy Sam has been bugging me since this weekend that he wants to move and live with his Frankie in California. She sent him a darling picture of his name and a heart drawn in the sand (honestly I'm ready to puke in the trash can like the human woman over the sappiness of that, but hey... young love, what can ya do). Being the Queen is tough because I never know if somehusky loves me for my fluffiness, or whether they're just trying to sniff my butt and get my entire world. I have to be a bit cynical of this Frankie because maybe she's just trying to get to my world through Spineless Bionic Hip puppy.
I guess I'll trust her and maybe it is woo love, so I'll do what I can to get Sam to her... since that will be one less thing I have to deal with.
So, here is the latest attempt to send him off to California. I hope Frankie appreciates this effort because once again, renting enough helium tanks to fill all of these has raised the curiosity of Homeland Security again (and after the cannon incident, they seem to have a close eye on me), and you have no idea how many balloons we popped while trying to tie them with our razor sharp talons.
Spineless Bionic Hip Puppy Sam has been bugging me since this weekend that he wants to move and live with his Frankie in California. She sent him a darling picture of his name and a heart drawn in the sand (honestly I'm ready to puke in the trash can like the human woman over the sappiness of that, but hey... young love, what can ya do). Being the Queen is tough because I never know if somehusky loves me for my fluffiness, or whether they're just trying to sniff my butt and get my entire world. I have to be a bit cynical of this Frankie because maybe she's just trying to get to my world through Spineless Bionic Hip puppy.
I guess I'll trust her and maybe it is woo love, so I'll do what I can to get Sam to her... since that will be one less thing I have to deal with.
So, here is the latest attempt to send him off to California. I hope Frankie appreciates this effort because once again, renting enough helium tanks to fill all of these has raised the curiosity of Homeland Security again (and after the cannon incident, they seem to have a close eye on me), and you have no idea how many balloons we popped while trying to tie them with our razor sharp talons.
THAT explains the noises I heard khoming from Merriland this am -
ReplyDeleteGood lukhk Sam!
Frankie Girrllll is furry lukhky to have such a devoted hunk o husky!
H&K,
Khyra
PeeEssWoo: did those popping noises hurt the human woman's khranial khontainer?
WOW! I hope Sam makes it to Frankie's house. Is he flying in the right direction? Do we know?
ReplyDeletehugs,
Sitka
Meeshka!
ReplyDeleteI do, I do, appreciate the latest attempt! Oh I am such a lucky Sibe!!!!! Tell Sam not to inhale any of that helium,ok, cuz his Woo Woo will sound all funny if he does.
Thanks for trusting in my woo love for Sam.......I can't wait till he arrives....... Will he????? (gulp)
Frankie Girrrrrrrrrrrl