young poopawan

uh, nopies, hankie. do not even think about it. this wolf’s neckmeat is completely off limits.  like infinity off limits. n - o - pee - eye- eee - s. in fact this wolf’s entire ferocious front half is a designated no chomping zone so if that is all u want to do, my little poopawan, then i suggest u leave this wolf alone and go elsewhere ... 

unless...

unless all u really mean to do is say smello and welcome, and to that end, i give u this piece of simple wolf wisdom:  real friends - hey are u listening? listen up.  real friends? real friends smell butts... 

...hee hee hee. :)

peripetia

The little wolf happily munched away on his mid morning snackie, unaware that only moments later, his day would turn into an epic cootietastrophe. 

ray of light

um, i’ll be right there, mom. just when it gets to dark o’clock :)

tiny time :)

how tiny?  well, mom, i guess i would say about this tiny. but if u want to give me a snackie that is larger than that, that is okay, too. :)

u deserve a break today

hey hey... hey mom..

do u think maybe we can itchday cootiecay pantymcay antspay and otogay the iikkychay iletfay? :)

nightmare on wolf street

o m g. this. cannot. be. happening. again.

elbow to elbow

seriously, cassie? i mean, it’s not even a question worth debating.  look. elbow to elbow. mine are smaller, nimbler, much more efficient mover of earth and stones. besides tracking in mud and leaves what do your crazy fluffy legs do of value? zilcho. nada. no thingy or thingies. u cannot even hold a snackie bone and gnaw on it without needing to borrow a giraffe’s neck... ugh, fine. we can ask her but make it snappy because chocobot’s cootie proximity protection spell is sizzling in overdrive and this wiener wolf does not want another bath just because mom thinks i smell when we both know - oh wait, here she is..

mom, dontchoo think my legs are like eleventy zillion times more ferocious than cassie’s? 

s is for stowaway

hee hee, hurry, duk duk, mom will be here any minute so get your smelly butt in there and make it snap- what? we talked about this already. besides the fact that it is physically impossible and pretty much restinkulous to switch places...

i wasn’t the one who ate half our gummy worm savings when both of us agreed months ago that we needed the extra gummies so we could finally afford premium priority linebuster tickets for the both of us. we have been looking forward to this forever.

and now we barely have enough gummies for one basic admission to the world’s most incredible stink and smell show which is also why we have to make it snappy because we will be standing in line for hours just to get a whiff of the corpse flower. hee hee, hey that tickles! wait, did u just foof-

oo, (kaaaack) hurry i hear mom coming!

oh hello, mom, thank u for agreeing to drop me off at the stink show. it is a pity duk duk cannot come but i know some quiet time alone in the heat cave is just what he needs to feel right as a robin :)

cootietagion

mom, are u sure me and duk duk have 2 go to school today? things are starting to get really kissy kissy there if u know what i mean. and well, according to the guidelines put out by the world wolf health organization, wolves should limit their exposure to cooties, particularly when the wolf is older and ferociouser. like i am. it’s a win win for everyone really :)

secret powers :)

well...

okay, mom, i guess u can look at them....

but please do not tell anyone about my webbies because they are one of my supersecret superspecial superpowers :) 

wolf in the high castle

mooom, can me and duk duk borrow the sheets off  the bed and, um, use them to make a ladder? 

inpoopnito

hee hee, i know my annual checkup is still several months away yet, mom, but wait’ll the tushie man sees me this year - he will hardly even recognize me :)

wolf rider

well, okay, mom, if that is the only way. but it hardly seems responsible when a wolf is on car security duty..

hee hee, okay i am ready! o please let my surprise be a delicious frenchy fry!! :)

epoophany

i can too, mom. just put it on me and see..

see? just like a rhino. rawrrr! rawrrrr! rawww-

wait, what does a rhino sound like again? 

little mister everywhere :)

These past couple of weeks have been doubly consumed by a cascade of rearranging and refeathering activities in our nest upstairs, which of course gave tiny chumley many opportunities to sniff at things both old and new, and jaunt about, crashing every rug test picture I took, because that’s what happy go lucky little wolves like to do. :)

coming soon: super ferocious holding hearts

hee hee, and that’s the last of our incredibly special prototypes, all nice and cootie protected now! now we just need to get mom to make a zillion more by january 31st for our winter megadoot and we’ll be set! 

yeah, okay, maybe not a zillion considering today is already friday and like everything we think up, they take forever to make. so maybe half a zillion. and we will talk to her about finally maybe taking special orders in batches.

o and i guess we still need to write up all the mooshy mumbo jumbo for our listing and decide if they should be called remembering hearts or holding hearts.  but i don’t feel like crying right now, do u, duk duk? yeah. maybe we’ll let mom write it up this time. (sigh) we really have lost a lot of wolf friends since we began blogging...

at least this way, if people want to, they can hold these heavy little hearts in their hands,  and they can close their eyes, and they can remember what it was like to (sniffle)...they can remember what it was like to their ferocious paws in their hands and - (sniffle) - okay okay.  no i’m not crying you’re crying. i said already we’ll get mom to write it up. besides, that was just my spring allergies anyway. wolves don’t cry...mostly. anyhow

o i think i hear mom coming. let’s ask her..

um, mom, me and duk duk think we are too ferocious to write up the mushy mumbo jumbo for the listing for our remembering hearts so do u think maybe u can do it? :) 

in case u missed it :)

dear diary,

in case u forgot the other night to look outside the window and see the super blood wolf moon, me and duk duk took a picture of it for you. and trust me, it smelled pooptacular. :)

toodleydoo!

b

the little wolf snake

sensing that there was something incredibly tiny yet very delicious before him, the little wolf snake flicked his tongue, tasting the air 

with each ferocious flick. 

“oooOooOooOooooo! my snakey senses sense a grain of delicious white rice!!” proclaimed the little wolf snake as he quickly pondered how to put it in his slithery tummy. “o, i know!”

and in the blink of an eye, the little wolf snake did what little wolf snakes were born to do. “CHOMP!!!” :)  

risky business

well, it seems a little risky, mom, but if u say so...

do not worry, george, mom will have u back together and all spiffy and clean in no time. :)

love snack baby

well, okay, mom, thank u for telling me u love me, but, well, considering what the exchange rate is and everything..

...do u think maybe u can pay it to me in snackies?