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From: Priscilla
Sent: Thursday, January 13, 2005 9:04 AM
Subject: Fatima a.k.a. Timmy
Fatima is a tattle tale. She has gotten in the habit of running to find me and dancing
and crying until I get up and follow her. The things that she feels a fierce need to make
sure I know have included Chip taking HER squeak toy, Taz taking HER squeak toy, Cleo (a
cat) drinking out of the dog water bowl, Moth (a cat) sleeping on HER sofa on a pile of
HER squeaks, and Chip having two rawhide chews.
Now I don't ever buy rawhide cause I'm
afraid Timmy will get a piece loose and choke on it but someone gave the girls each a
large rolled rawhide for Christmas so I've been letting them have them when I have time to
watch them with them. Taz doesn't like hers but Chip and Timmy love them.
Last week
Timmy put hers in her special place in a leaf pile next to the driveway and went over to
Chip and tormented her til Chip stopped chewing and looked up. Then TImmy dove in,
grabbed Chip's rawhide and ran over to the leaf pile, dropped Chip's rawhide next to her
own and laid down on them. She didn't chew on them...she laid over them. They were
actually under her belly. Such a spoiled silly girl.
Earlier this week I had to go to
work and chased Timmy down to get her rawhide and put it up before I left. Chip had
buried hers somewhere and I couldn't find it. I spent almost an hour looking and finally
had to leave. When I drove in from work, Timmy greeted me dancing up a storm when I
walked down the driveway. ANYWAY she was dancing and barking and she ran to her leaf pile and
came back with this nasty dirty black thing....she had found Chip's rawhide and dug it up
and saved it to show me. She's a pill.
Well I didn't mean for this to get so
long....have a good day - Priscilla
From: priscilla
Sent: Sunday, January 30, 2005 8:38 PM
my tattle tale was at work again today....this morning she ran and got the "lost" rawhide
to show me that chip had dug it up and left it exposed...and tonight when i got home from
work she had to take me out in the middle of the front yard to show me that a bluebird
house i have on a pole had fallen over...she came to me and ran over in the middle of the
yard three times ...until i finally followed her over there to see what was going
on....she keeps up with any changes in her world and makes sure i know about them....too
smart....right now she's on her back on my bed kicking me and whining to have her belly
rubbed...got to go and accommodate her before she leaves paw print bruises on me...hi to bob
priscilla
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