Slippers......

Nice Ostrich toy!

Hi G-Fans!

Well, it is way past our bedtimes so we have to make this quick.

I just want to write about the slipper thief.

It is a regular thing around here to hear, "Where's my other slipper?".

All heads turn to Raphael because we know he was the last one to touch the slipper.

So, tonight, the concierge asked us all to "Find It"...

We all eagerly dashed out of the house and into the darkened yard. and then we ran back up and then she said "Find IT" again and then we ran into the darkened back yard and then dashed back up the stairs, again with nothing but our good attitudes and happy tails.  The concierge upped the ante.  She used the c-o-o-k-i-e word.  Whomever brought the slipper back would get a cookie!  Psyche!  

We ran off with great purpose and resolve, only to get distracted by leaves, and odors and noises, but no slipper.  The concierge took it upon herself to go look in the darkened back yard herself.  But since her nose is stuffed up and she had to use her eyes she couldn't find a black slipper in a darkened back yard.

So....

No slipper.

No Cookie.

Cold feet and no crumbs on any of our whiskers.

So sad.

Maybe tomorrow we will remember and get it back.

The concierge said that we better find it because she won't have any more for us to find if we don't.

Well,

I wish you cookie crumbs in your whiskers and warm toes in your bed.

TTFN!

-G

Ruffian Boy!