Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Guest Bloggers - Heaven Help Us -It's Dweezil and Squig
Dweeze here, "I would hardly call Laverne and Shirley a "quote classic work of art."
S. "Well at least people don't think I'm some kind of weasel. Didn't that lady last week say, Weasel's a weird name for a cat. He doesn't look like a weasel and so on."
D. "Would you just get on with it."
S. " OK, Cindy Sue, we're so glad you're feeling better and we can really commiserate, well sort of commiserate with what you went through. Dweezil and I were both attacked by a coyote. But being that we're cats, we could climb trees, so all he could do was bite us on the butt. "
D. " She, the coyote was a girl."
S. "How do you know that."
D. "What kind of a perverted boy coyote would bite a boy cat on the butt."
S. "A hungry one and Dweezil, would you watch your mouth. This is a family blog. As I was saying the coyote bit us on the butt, not at the same time, but separately, and we had to go to the vet and get shots and stitches and wear collars. It was awful."
D. "We hate the vet."
S. "You don't. That's where you go get your hairdos."
D." I do not get hairdos."
S. "Do too. What do you think happens to someone when he goes in looking one way and comes out looking different. And I'm not talking about "the procedure." What he gets is a hairdo, and Dweeze even gets a hairdo down there."
D. "That does it, come here you little twerp and I'll hairdo you."
Maia: "Boys that's it! What's all this talk about perverted boy coyotes and hairdos down there. Stop smacking each other this instant. You promised you'd be nice. I thought you wanted to tell Cindy Sue how glad you were, that she's recovered. And just like last time I let you blog, you turn it into, well you turn it into something ridiculous. Now apologize to Cindy Sue this minute."
"We're sorry Cindy Sue and we were keeping our paws crossed for your complete recovery from the minute we found out."