...so i'm like "hrop thith one thoo?? dhad, you're kiddingh hme. the whole reathon hwhy hwe hwent thlooking hin hower backhyard hwas hthoo theck and hthee if there were henny more. i caughth hit hfair andh thquare."
then the hungry wolf in me decided, "hnope. hnope. hnoth afther hlast thime no thirree. hnot gonna hrop it. hen-oh-capithal peeth."
it seemed like things were going nowhere, but then i had an idea. "hey
hmom, hdo u hrememberr hwhat hwe talkedth habout hearlier? hafter the
hfirth bunny? hif u hlet me do hthat hthen i hwill hrop it. do hew haff
a hdeal?" "i hthaid, do hwe haff a hdeal?"
and that, my friends, ends the reenactment portion of our #trueWolfStories for today. thank u anton the little lion for volunteering to play the role of bunny numero dos. now duk duk, if you would pull the blinds so we can start the video portion of our - what's that, lil pink puppy? oh yeppies the second bunny i caught was like a whole week older so naturally it was bigger, just like anton here. it was probably my biggest catch to date as a wolf, really. i know, so impressive, right? and, yeppies it hopped away, back into the periwinkle patch where i cannot tinkle in for the next few weeks because mom says they need to get bigger and smarter. any more questions? well, lulu the tiger, u see, me and duk duk pretty much knew mom would never let us record and post what we really would want to if i ever caught a bunny and gave it the real wolf treatment, so we came up with a discreet but awesome design we could use to post a picture of my wolfy success facebook and instagram, and we came up with a plan on how we could make a video that would pretty much capture the essence of what we know would happen when a wolf uknowhats a bunny, without it, being, well u know, too #rawwwry. so mom agreed to let us do all that. speaking of which, without further ado, please now enjoy the video portion of our #trueWolfStories. Ladies and gentlewolves, me and duk duk present to u, guts and glory. :)
Unable to use their jury-rigged cootiesphere from last year because their mom filled it with fabric, Baxter and his toyfriend, duk duk, use their snow day off from school to continue brainstorming new and viable solutions to the anticipated and very much dreaded outbreak of Valentine's Day cooties, transmittable only by stinky girls who refuse to stand over there....
hee hee hee, by poops, i think we've got it, duk duk! if we just wear our pants on our heads and keep walking backwards like this at school all day, i think this plan will totally work!
and the best part? if anybuddy violates our stand over there policy and
tries to kiss us in the "face" and give us cooties, ka-pow, instant
stinkification! :) :)
"What is new, Pussycat?" asked the Little Kielbasa, "May we please take this delicious bone that you are not using? My bunny friend and I are planning to make monkey chow pancakes! You are welcome to join us, too, and bring those super delicious u-know-whats that you make that I like so much. You know, the ones you always bury in the special treasure box just for me. :) "
After letting Pussycat know what time the pancake party would begin, the Little Kielbasa and Strik left Pussycat and stopped by the bunny's garden. "Should we have a bit of green salad with our pancakes?" asked Strik. "Well, maybe," mumbled the Little Kielbasa as he tried to hold on to the bone they had just gotten. "It sure would be tasty with a nice gummy worm dressing. Oh snap! I forgot we do not have carrots..."
Uh oh, a salad with out carrots! What will the Little Kielbasa and his bunny friend do now? Find out tomorrow night and until then, poopie dreams! Good nitey nite my friends !! :) b
"disappointed to find that their mom's unfinished timey wimey device did not turn back time as they had hoped, girl baxter and girl duk duk
are now faced with an interesting observation, and a time challenge of a different sort..."