The demands of real life have been especially challenging this year, and our tiny family trio is as grateful as ever for this little cyberslice of doxie joy, and the incredible friends who share it with us and enjoy the happy go lucky makings and musings of our two little ferocious best friends. To all our cyber family, the little kielbasa and I wish the most magical of holidays, filled with love, snackies and, of course, smelly rainbow swirlies. ❤️
hee hee, and that’s a wrap on my last present for duk duk!
okay, mom, now can me and duk duk write our letter to santa? bc, well, i mean, i realize as u can see here by all this bounty that me and duk duk got ourselves a lot of presents already, but...well, it would probably make sense to ask him for other stuff. just to, well, u know, help with the toxic odors that may or may not permeate the air when me and duk duk open the presents we are giving each other on christmas morning. :)
dad...hey dad, u r totally going the wrong way. the candy store is on the other side of town by the place that smells like cheetos and pennies..dad..dad, no u missed like the most perfect place to make a u turn cuz now u r going to have to make a pooperdil across like eleventy lanes of traffic and
even during non holidays it is a pain in the poopertootie at this time of day. dad...dad! omg u missed another chance to pick up the bypass and that would have saved us like, o, seven minutes of travel time. which is really important bc i am not getting any young-
-er. dad, seriously, if u want i can drive. just pull over and move my car seat to the front bc i like the xtra height so i can see over the hood...
oo dad, if u hang a derecho the chikky fil yay is only like fifty pedals beyond the intersection, and they give bonus treats every tootsday which
is pretty much every day if u know what i mean...
dad? dad?
mom, can we switch places cuz it seems dad cannot hear a word i am saying...
hee hee, thanks, mom for making my birthday crown again this year.
it is exactly what me and duk duk wanted, really, what with it being one part supercool, one part where the wild stinks are, and like, eleventy parts ferocious. and it is the kind of crown a wolf could wear every day really. the only thing is, and i cannot believe i am saying this, the only thing is, well, at eleventy parts ferocious, i kind of.. i kind of wish there was a ferociousness dial because even at twelve i am not sure i can always -
uh oh, mom- u better - i cannot hold- run before..o no its com-
raWwwwwwRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! :)
The tiny tomato rolled along on the floor, happily rolling from bump to bump and humming the happy-go-luckiest tune he could think of . And yet, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to happen...
hee hee, see, mom?
all my paws clean and tidy, just like u asked. duk duk helped me use a nail brush and everything. o, and we did all our chores, too, plus our chores for tomorrow even :) :)
(um, mom, in case santa was not paying attention, do u think we can do that again from the top, only this time louder? o, and with more feeling?)
ooooo looky!! hey duk duk, get your falcon butt over here - mom fixed the lights and finished decorating the tree!!
oo i see the gang’s all here - wolfy from miss debbi, and turbo from mister nico and mister tadhg, and me when i was little, and our robot orbament, and our snow pup, and, our brushy ornaments, and our stuffy ornaments and...heyyyy...
mom, where are all the new poopie snake ornaments me and duk duk made??
hee hee, well, mom, i would like to goto school today but...
(errrrrgh)
(errrrrrrrrgh) (errrrrrrrgh)
i am sorry, mom, but i do not seem to be able to break free from the powerful booby trap that someone must have put out to specifcally trap a very ferocious wolf like me. in fact, it is so powerful i could be stuck here for hours. perhaps maybe u could email teacher and let her know i will not be able to attend today? :)
mom, i know today thanksgiving is over now but..well, do u think santa would mind if i skipped school today so we could snuggle in bed? :)
mom, dontchoo think u me and dad could just skip this whole nail thing and maybe we can just, o, i dunno, maybe probably goto the snackie store and the trebuchet store and then the chikky fil-a instead? )
hee hee, yeah duk duk, i do not know which one i would pick, either.
i mean, well, with six teeny weenies, the mark six is already a powerful, above entry level option. and it is really cool, what with the tiny frosted gold chain reins...
and the rich red corninthian leather sleigh built for speed and comfort
but the mark nine in ferocious fang white with after market pro x4 internal methane combustion coupling system? well that’s just top of the line, isn’t it?
i mean, it is like the first vehicle ever whose interlinked coupling system relies solely on the foofie generated by teeny weenies. and no tiny chain reins means a quieter ride that allows u to truly enjoy the true and gassy noises of your ride. plus, i mean have u looked at the payload?
the mark nine red corinthian leather sleigh is capable of hauling eleventy gigsnakes to deserving boys and girls everywhere!
yeppies, duk duk, they take so long to make, we only have these two sleigns to offer for cyber brown wednesday, but hopefully we can get mom to make after the holidays. and besides, our storybook teeny weenie mecharamas will be available too and they would be perfect for leaving out all year round.
what’s that, duk duk? hee hee hee, o lemme check..
nopies, not smelly enough! i guess we know what we will be doing today!! :)
hee hee, mom, do u think maybe u can ask duk duk to do it because my ferocious ear flappies still need twenty more minutes of deep conditioning. :)
hee hee, yeah, hey thanks for voting, mister, come back next year....thanks for voting, other mister, hope it was swirly...o yeah, i see u earned a sticker, too. thanks for voting..hey lady, come back next year. o and miss, thanks for voting...what’s that? this? no, this is for next year’s election. u see..
wolves are so ferocious, they have to vote early so as to not scare off or influence any other voters. and falcons, well, they can early vote, too, but like i was telling duk duk - sometimes the danger in mixing falcons and wolves is that their, um, votes can be so sm-
wait, what’s that? o sorry, i did not mean to keep u - thanks for voting and do come back next year. in fact, come sooner because we can always use more votes, no matter what shape they are. yeah, okay bye bye.
hey thanks for voting, hope it was delightful. yeah thanks lady and mister smell u later...
mom, i do not see any gas masks. r u sure everyone gets a voting sticker for being a good boy or girl and pooping outside today?
(sniff sniff) (sniff sniff) (sniff sniff sniff)
(snooooooooooooooooooooort) hee hee oo yes, perfect!!
hey, duk duk, go tell chocobot to bring his chocobutt over here cuz i think this wolf just found the perfect uknowwhere for our uknowwhat. :)
four fingers? no ocho. no wait, are those even fingers? they look kind of fun house swirly but...okay, mom, ima gonna say u r holding up three curly fries and one two three..and four thumbs. now can i have more halloween candy bc i have only had eleventy pieces for breakfast and it is not every day me and duk duk get to stay home from school. :)
hee hee hee - today must be our lucky day because looky, duk duk, mom forgot to put away this year’s halloween handout candy! and u know what they say - finders poo-
-pers. aw come on, not smarties again!! we may as well be handing out, like, air, or boiled potatoes, or, i dunno....what’s the word for whatever that something is that makes you think, ooo looky! but then for no good reason at all, it totally underwhelms? what’s that, duk duk? yeah, like my school perform- hey, that’s not fair. at least i am not a product of deceptive advertising. this wolf does not promise to deliver anything to anyone other than the wolfiness in which i excel. candies, by definition, should be a delicious sweet treat, flavored with possible fruity or chocolatey overtones. these so called “candies” do not deliver on any of these critical traits.
hee hee, yeah, i agree, duk duk. ashes to ashes, dust 2 dust. and a lot of fun in the process. lemme ask her..
hey mom, um, for no particular reason, may we please borrow your hammer and googles?
mom, do u think maybe when dad comes back with our boba tea, well, do u think maybe he and i could switch seats and he would let me pop the clutch and pop a wheelie? i mean, i am pretty sure i can do it with dad’s car because i watched a you tube video, but duk duk says i have to prove it. :)
take my blood? r u serious, doctor mister tushie man?? i mean, i feel fine really. okay, okay, look, i admit i lick my tushie because i just like to. is that what u want me to say? because i just did. and, the last time cassie visited, i may have actually eaten a snackie crumb that may or may not have actually fallen out of her mouth. there, i said it. and not even duk duk knows that. and well, besides...i am not the wolf you seek.
hey, hey, i said, i am not the wolf you seek. aw come on, doesn’t anybuddy speak jedi around here?
look, doctor mister tushie man, duk duk is just right outside and i know if i could have just a moment to talk to him, i am sure we can arrange something that would not only sate your vampric needs, but also provide for years of interesting research. because well, duk duk’s blood, well it posesses a very unique regenerative property that enables super strength, rapid healing, and enhanced broadway / live theater abilities, including but not limited to singing, tap, and acting, qualities most of which i am certain a fine man like yourself could use to enhance -
o wait, what’s that? we are done already? that was quick...and painless. um, doctor mister tushie man, u know all that stuff i just said and all? well, u know i was just pretending, right? and, well, what happens in room 101 stays in room 101 am i right or am i right? o and hey - where’s my snackie? :)
