Wordless Snoozing -- Old Photos

Juvie

Hey guys.  I'm writing from Juve right now.  Before you hear any rumors, I'd like to set the record straight.

Friday, Master got home from work and let me and Blaze out back.  He kept checking on us over and over.  I thought it meant he wanted to play jump the fence with me so I went ahead and jumped the fence into the neighbors yard.

I mean, Master was practically BEGGING me to play.

 Master came RUNNING outside and then disappeared.  When he reappeared, I noticed that I could see him through the neighbor's house.  Their back garage door and their big garage door were open.

"OH!"  I thought to myself, "Master wants to play chase AROUND THE NEIGHBORHOOD!"

So, I took off.

Blah blah...the rest is history.  I met up with some dog friends a few blocks down (I'd lost Master MILES back) and their humans called Master.

Unfortunately, it was AFTER Master had already called Mrs. Master and told her to COME HOME RIGHT NOW!

What he didn't tell her is that it was all his idea.

Now, I'm trying to dig out of here.  

SOS,

Nora B. Webster

PS.  Blaze is with me so I'm not lonely.

Blaze-in

 I made Blaze do a photo shoot today.

It's ok if he doesn't get adopted because I really like to play with him.

 Isn't he such a good sitter?  I didn't even have to teach him that!









He even knows how to lay.








Super smart!

Oh you all, I almost forgot to tell you that I got the most FANTASTIC present in the mail this weekend.  Khrya sent me BULLY STICKS!

We each got one last night but it was too dark for photos.  Next time we get one, I'll have Mrs. Master take a pic to show you all.

Still dreaming of deliciousness,

Nora B. Webster

An Evening at Webster Manor

Out of all the comments I could make about this photo, I'd like to take the time to let Mrs. Master know that if she wasn't so hunched over her sewing machine, her back might not hurt so bad each time she finishes sewing.

Wow, that's a really long sentence for a pup like me.

Almost every foster favors Mrs. Master.

I think it's clear that I'm far too mature to have favorites.

(this is a photo of Master taking the photos of Blaze and Mrs. Master)



Ignoring the mess on the counters,

Nora B. Webster

Fire in the House

On Saturday, we sent Nellie on up to Omaha to live in a house with kitties to see how she does with them. We hear she's doing really well and that makes Mrs. Master us so so glad.

This is our last walk together.


















We swapped her for Blaze (I really tricked you about the fire, huh?).  He is a really good wrestler and I love him so so much.

Unfortunately, he likes to close his eyes when the camera clicks.

Off to play,

Nora B. Webster