Friday, 9 September 2011

September 9th

The ambulance
While out on a territorial walk, yet again the Sheppard was the victim of an evil attack from below. Somebody (yes, we still believe it is that really “low” dog from next door, who is behind this cruelty) had placed a rather huge thorn just there where the Sheppard had to put her paw. She didn’t see it coming, but she did feel it. It was incredible painful, and there was no way she was able to walk back home, even though it was only about 300m straight down. Luckily her trip advisor also double as an ambulance, and the poor very unfortunate Sheppard was lifted in to his arm and carried back home.
At arrival back home, a nurse was immediately called for, and the thorn was removed from the very aching paw, hardly with out any whimpering from the Sheppard at all.
The Model say: “You know she looked a tad to comfortable in that ambulance if you ask me. I might even say it looked liked she rather enjoyed it.”
(We have no photos from this incident, as the normal photographer was way too involved in removing thorns, but we have been so lucky to come by this illustrated photo taken by sub-human superior elite, where you can see how the Sheppard look in the arms of the ambulance.)
((This poto is tilted of own free insisting, it just refused to stand up.))

New arrivals
Miss Flowers who seem to be hatched to the perfection of motherhood, has just herself hatched 4 new eggs. The experienced mother is all ready on and about with the little ones, and they are all doing swell under her safe and experienced wing.
Miss Flower say: “Isn’t it just the most beautiful children you have ever seen!”

This is a great time of the year. The weather starts to be really cosy again, and the grape harvest is to be collected and turned into wine. Since Maifrin don’t have grapes who will be turned into wine, the dogs offered to help in the neighbours wineyard, where they made sure nobody unauthorized where to get close to a basket of grape waiting to be collected.
Sheppard say: As the perfect guard dogs as we are, I am happy to announce that not even one grape was closed to be nicked!”

Censured Royalty
A very happy cabbit the angora cat was in the 7th heaven when he for the very first time got his postcard ever, and it was only for him. It also was the most beautiful postcard he had ever seen, with a lovely photo of one of his all time favourite snacks. The photo becomes even lovelier when the automatic royal censure strip was removed. It was a nice thought of them off course, but to be honest, totally unnecessary as cabbits are not shy about certain aspect that belongs to the love life. Actually sooner the opposite, but the cabbit was then informed that maybe the censure was not meant for him, but for the poor postal workers, who is a little more shy about the subject than the cabbit is, or maybe it was to protect the postcard to arrive at all, as they where afraid somebody with certain interest might steal the postcard before it arrived to enjoy the photo for themselves. Actually the postcard did use 5 times as long as normal to arrive; leading the cabbit to believe that he was not the first to have the censure removed.
The Model say: “What about me, I also love to get postcards, I do, and I don’t even mind if the motive is not that of an intimate love situation, I rather prefer it is not actually.”

The weather forecast
Just perfect
The dogs recommend you to enjoy it while it last


Vintage feathers
Vintage feathers of all size and colours, very nicely used, for sale.
Ref: The collective bird department

All the citizens would just like to say that they are never happier (OK, maybe around dinner time, but that it is.) than when they get an old fashioned postcard in the snailmail.
Ref: need my address?

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