Sighhhhhhhh, itsh just mommy an me now...I look awt da winnow an der ish da pwace dey awl ish...da grass has gwoan offur, no more bare earf ware mommy an Aunty Gwen dug. Der fife now...I not met da furst two, dat bee Gwanma Tessie an Gwampa Milo, dey went to da bwidge long befur I came to liff here...but now, now my Mommy Shorty ish der an Lucky da Pup, he went to da bwidge furst an babykit Claudette, she der too... i shure do mish dem. Mommy says I turnin into a clingy vine.



Well Lucky da Pup, he was a goggie ya nose, an maybe shoodnt be here, but he was pawrt uf da village so I gesh it otay...he was a old goggie, a wetired wacing greyhound. Mommy an da bigguy, dey gotted him at da wace twack heer, an just in da nik uf time, da next day dey was gonna send him to da bwidge...but he was onwy two years owld den. He was da last uf da furkids dat was here wen mommy Shorty came.



Mommy Shorty, yesh, sum meen hoomans dumpt hur in fwont uf da house, dat how she came to be heer..an Tessie an Milo, dey took hur in paw an waised hur to be i fine ladykit, just wike she did fur me in turn. But Shorty took hur losses hawrd. Each passing was worse fur hur...and when Lucky da Pup left, well, hawrd headed hoomans wood pwobaby say, der was a gas leak unner da stove. Dats ware we finawy found hur ya nose. But we not beleefin dat, we beleef hur wittul heart just bwoke.



An baby Claudette, poor wittul fing, dose dawrnd fleepurs got hur. One bit she was fine an den poof, gone ...so fasht!



Well, dey awl togeffur now at da bwidge, no more twoubles, aches or pains an one day we awl be togeffur again...but fur now, it jus mommy an me...




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