The Zim Family Cocker Spaniel Forum

Dere Isabew -

Dont wowwy - eben wen peepo puppiez are careful dey dwop wots a stuf. Dey dwop stuf wots until dey get bigga an den dey stop dwoppin - somtimz. My poppa iz....I tink da word iz cwumsi - an he dwops stuf awl da tim. One day he dwopped a hole hambugga. It wanded wite next to me - so I ate it. Annudda time he dwopped chineese food. Awl us doggies had som (but den to ours waita we waz hungy agin - datz a joke! ).

You will see wat I meen. An caz der wittle dey eben hand us cookiez. Dey are swiwwy an mommas an poppas are aways wookin to mak sur dey dont giv us stuf we iz not spossed to hav.

Well, you hav a good day. I iz goin back to bed wen momma goez to work. Den shez comin home to take Buster back to his momma - tank God!

Wuv,

Maxine

Dere Isabew -

Hewo fwom my house ware der iz onwy FOUR of us doggies. Buster went hom to hiz momma an poppa an peepo puppy. You no wat? It sounz funni but I sorta miss him. He waz peski wen he'd keep sniffin me but now dat hez gone it seemz funni witout him. It iz weird da way dat workz dont you tink?

I iz happi caz I had gween beens in my dinna. I wike wat my momma cookz for us. Wen she cookz she sings funni songz about doggies. We twi not to waf but I tink she seez us gwinnin. I tink she jus wikes cookin for doggies. Do you no wat happined one dey? She made us a ting called a cassiroll where she dumpz stuff awl in one ting an puts it in da hot box till it smellz good. Der waz meet an ceese an gween beans an on top she smeered smashed potatwos. It waz so good! Den wen poppa got hom she let him eat it to! Poppa waz eetin doggie food for dinna. I jus went in da udda woom caz I dint want to be der wen he finded out. An afta he eets it momma tol him da stori an you no wat - he waffed! An he tol momma's momma dat he waz bean fed doggie food. He wazent mad - he taut it waz funni! Somtimez I dont unnerstan peepo.

Oh well - datz my funni stori for tonite. I hoped yore dey waz good an you had fun wit your momma. I is goin to bed now. Pweese gib Wosie a kiss fwom me (do she wet you kiss her?). Iffin you cant kiss her, jus tell her I said "Hewo".

Wuv,

Maxine

Dear Isabel & Maxine -

This is your Aunt Peggy writing to you. I hope you remember me, because I have VERY fond memories of my time with each of you this last summer! Do you remember summer? It was warm and there was no snow or ice then. Your families were so very nice to me. One of my sisters got meet Maxine's family too and she was very impressed with the whole day. I just wanted to thank you two for putting our pen-pal letters on the forum for us all to follow. I know I'm not the only human to be enjoying your exploits and messages to one another! Please ask your mommas to give you special hugs (and treats!) from me. I love you both very much.

.......hi ant peggee.....cors i membew yu........yu wewe so nis tu mee dat i dint eeben bee scawed ob yu fwashee ting.......i did want tu eet da febews yu put woun mi nek......but i dint tink it wud bee powite......eneewai it wuz fun tu hab yu hewe.....

.....n makseen i bin tinkin bout wat yu sed bout da motows in da kittees.......i m suwpwised......i notised dat buzee noiz a wong time ugo......n i notised dat it made mi mom say aw.......i wike wen she sez aw......so i tri tu du it misef n she sez it.......now yu aw tewwin mee i m soundin wike a motow......but wy duz mi mom awaiz sai aw......n shee gibs me kisses n hugs tu......yu aw wite.....peepoe aw bewwee confusin......wuv fwum yu fwen isabew

hey Ms. Maxine and Ms. Isabel... i just wanted to drop in and say that i truly enjoy reading your stories.

hugs to you both!!!

....tank yu ant mawfa......i m gwad yu aw wissenin.....yu fwen isabew

Deer Isabew & Makseen,

Here I go buttin' in agin, sorree. But I hafta teww U somfin NEET. Since I been readin' ur storees, I been tewwin' my mom I WANT MEAT. I tol' her shez confuzd, cockers eat MEAT, not WHEAT (fink she had dat mixt up.) Aww's I reewy get frum her is kibboes 'n sqaash. Sumtimz she tosses in a differen' veggee. I toww her now dat I know how ta use d 'puter, I was gonna sen' a messej to AUOW (my reskew peopoe in dat great cuntree ob CANADA) tu wet dem know I wuz bein' abused. Weww, it wurked! Gess whad - I got cornd beef wiff my kibboes and sqaash tonight. U shudda saw da way I happee hoppt to my dinna' boel.

Fanks gurlz; UR da bes' frens any pup cud hab! I now hab frens in hi pwaces!

I'ww be waitin' fur ur storees

Sadie

Isabel, I have met Maxine and hope to meet you someday...

......hi unkoe stebin......i wud wike tu see yu n yu spanyoes.......but i gots tu tew yu i mite keep da nubbee down if its awite wif yu......wuv fwum yu fwen isabew

Any Peggi -

I member you to! You tooked my pitchur an my momma said "aw" jus wike Isabew's momma doez. You bwout your two doggies an dey pwayed. Itz funni - I memeber you an da doggies an your sista and eben da pozza bones we had - but I dont member it bean gween outside. Now it iz jus cold an snowi an wet an swipperi. I dont wike it. Momma said da gwoundhog said itz genntin warma but I tol momma "neber wisten to a rodent" - dey cannot be twusted.

Wuv,

Maxine

Dere Isabew -

Yes - kitties hav motoz. I am older den you an I no wots of stuf an kitties do in fact have motoz. Datz wat makes the gwindy sounz in der troats. Dey do it wen dey iz happi so iffin you here one wit der moto wunning you no daz okay feelin. Dats why your momma saz "aw". She iz happi caz da cat is happi. You see? Now wen dey make a noiz wike der cwearin der troats be wewwy carful. Wat dey iz doin den iz gettin wots of wata in der troats so dey can spit at you and mak a gwumble in der troats. Dey iz wewwy rude somtimz an dat iz wat dey do. Afta dey wumble an spit dey shoot knives fwom der feet an can swatch you. I iz neber been swathed caz my kitty iz nic but I haz herd stowies.

You hab a good day now. It iz my naptim.

Wuv,

Maxine

Dere Sadie -

I iz gwad you gotz meet. It iz good. I tink your momma is bwave to gib you corned beef - I had dat oncz an - well - wets jus say I had to spen a wot of tim in da yard. I wike steal or wost beef da best I tink.

Anywai - you iz wecom. Enjoi your next meel to.

Wuv,

Maxine

.....tanks makseen......i m gwad i no such a smawt doggee.......mi mom n mee aw gonna pway sok now so i gotta say bi.....bi......wuv fwum yu fwen isabew

Now U teww me - I wudda askt fur somtin' else had I known.

Sadie

Isabew - you are so very polite. I need lessons from your mommy on how to parent Sadie so she can be as polite as you. Such a lady you are.

Antee MJ

Dere Sadie -

I hop you iz fweein fin an der are no "effectz" fwom da corny beef. I do hab to point out dat Isabew an me neber said corned beef - we onwy said meet. I now to say da fowwowin are my "meet wulez":

- neber eat meet dat is pick - dat meanz no corny beef or wewwy rare ros beef or ham (NEBER eat ham! )
- chickin iz good specilly wen woasted - an it dozent matta iffin itz white or dark meet - itz awl good.
- stake iz wewwy good an wewwy spensive so eat it swow.
- Mos impoten to member iz iffin der iz meet in a big cold box an you habent gotten ani - pout! It workz on momma awl da tim.

Wuv,

Your well-fed fwend, Maxine

Dere Isabew -

I hab stuf to tell you tonite. Firs - I tooked a wong nap - I tink I iz still tared fwom wen Buster waz here. I had a dweem dat I new how to dance. I waz a bawaweena dog in a tutu an eveyting. I waz mavin my feetz an waying der dancin in my sweep. It waz a nic dween an momma woke me up an said "Maxine, you iz habin a sitin dweem. You iz wavin yore wegs an movin awound. Are you wunning somewear?" She dint no I waz da danca. She got it awl wong. Oh well - it waz a nic dweem.

Den I went to da cella wit momma an I herd wata wunning. Yup! Itz dat darn cweek fillin up da cella agin. Da Monkey catz bowls waz floatin an da witter she usez was wet. Da bottlez on da fwoor waz floatin too. Momma said a word I iz not supposez to no. She waz not happi.

Den momma wen to go on da computea an talk to her fwends. An da connectin ting dat makz da wite go so she can usz da computea wazent on. She said da winds took out da cable. I dont no wat dat means but she said da funni word agin. I iz on now but she said da winds are bad an it may go out agin and shez wite - da winz is howlin just wike Buster wen he misses being hom.

I had pasta in my dinna tonite. It waZ gfood to - not steak but good. Wat did you hab for dinna? Do you wike pasta? I wike wen da sauce getz on my ears caz I can hab dat az a snac waita.

How did your gam of soc go? Who wonned? Iz der a winna in a game of soc?

Well - I iz giben you a wot of tings to ansa so I iz gonna take my wast nap of da det befor bed.

Wuv,

Maxine

Fanks, I didn' no der were ruwes fur eatin' meet. UR a grate fren'

Sadie

......hi ebbeebudee.......it is isabew......i wiw tew yu bout da game uv sok.......wen i wuz da puppee n wived in da bad pwais i did not no how tu pwai cuz wee wewe in da cajiz n nobuddee wuved us.......so wen i wen tu da wescu i wuz tu scawed tu pwai......i got tu mi fowebew hom n mi jowee din pwai eneemow cuz he cudn see da tenis baw enuf.......yu mite no hee wuz da famus baw pwaiew wen hee wuz yung........i tink mebbee hee wuz on teevee ow sumpin.......eneewai.......i saw wosee da cat pwai wif da fevvew n i twied it......i wuz bewwee gud at it n i stiw wike tu du dat......but no sok tiw i wen tu da beedeens cwassis.......

......den mi twainew sed tu mom......put sum tweets inna sok n fwow it......cors i wen tu git it but i cudin get da tweets out bi misef.......so i tuk it tu mi mom......mom cwicked me fow dat so i nu i wuz duin da wite ting.......n dat wuz how i foun out how tu pwai sok......it iz wots uv fun.......

.......now dat is funnee dat yu dweemd yu wew dansin cuz mom iz teechin mee a twik cawd dans.....i stan on my bak pos n wok awoun a wittoe bit n shee cwiks mee n i git da tweet.......but no tutu so faw......

......wew dis wuz a wong wettew......i m gunna take a nap now if yu don min.....wuv fwum yu fwen isabew

Dere Evvebodi -

Wots of citment here. Wast nite poppa yelled abot da cella! Da wata iz wisin and da cweek unnda da hous iz full. Dos mornin da pipez starded bacin up into da cella wit da cweek wisin eben more. I dint no poppa new dosz words! Momma iz wewwy not happi. Wots of wata....MAN DA PUMPS!

Wuv,

Maxine

OH NO - That's horrible! I hope colder weather comes so the creek begins to subside!

Dere Isabew - an evvebodi else wistening -

Oh my - wat a dey! Da wata keept wisin in a calla an poppa keept sayin som wordz an momma waz so wewwy not happi abot da hole ting. An da Monkey cat who eets an pottiz down der waz WEWWY not happi (I dint here her moto go off at awl Isabew! ). Den men cam an maid a big gwindi noiz in da cella. It maid da hole houz wummbly. An you no wat? Da wata went down an den evvebodi gotz happi agin. I iz hopin it dosent happin agin - it weaz woul an wummbly an no one waz happi til it waz OK an da wata went ware it waz spozed to go.

So momma maid me stake for dinna an dat waz da good part. I wuv stake da bestest of awl da meets. It goez down smooth an tatstz so good. I neber had stake til I commed here an I dint no wat I waz missin. Awl you doogies need to hol out for stake evey now an den. Twust me - itz wort da wait.

So now da cella iz OK but momma tol poppa dat she has a stomach ache in her head an iz goin to bed. I tink I will tak a nap wit her to mak her feel betta. She saz dat I hep her a wot wen dat happins. So I iz gonna go tak care of momma an pway da cella staz dwy!

Wuv,

Nurs Maxine

......wat a dai makseen........yu mus bee bewwee tieud tunite.........i wud not wike mi hows tu wumboe n i wud not wike da wadda eedew.......yu pu kittee........i hop munkee duz not wun awai fwum home........yu mom wuz smawt tu feed ebbeebudee staik fow suppew.......da happee tummee maiks tings much bettew......hab a gud nap n den a gud bedtime......maibee yu dweem bout da dansin agin......wuv fwum yu fwen isabew

Dere Isabew -

Hewo my fwend! Well tings are betta here today den yestadey. My momma's stomach ache in her hed went away. Da wata stopped comin in da cella and poppa stopped sayin dose wordz dat momma wooks at him funni for sayin but doezent wuaf. Monkey da cat iz wewwy happi to an her moto haz been wunnin awl dey. Firs she sweeped by da fira an her moto waz runnin. Den she ate her food an da bowl wazent flootin so her moto waz wunning. Den she cwimbed on momma and poppa'z bed an her moto waz wunnin. Yes - she waz a happi kitti todey!

I ate awl my food todey caz it waz supa good. No wat I had for becfast? I had eggz wit cotteg chees mixed in wit my kibble. It waz wewwy good. Den for dinna my momma made me a wittle gwound beef. Dat waz good to. No wat doug? At becfast momma wet me tast a peece of a bagill wit cweem chees on it. Now I no why da Monkey cat sitz on momma's sholda an axz for it wen momma haz it. It iz wewwy tasti! I just had a wewwy wittle peez but I iz hoppin she haz dat agin tomowwow.

Wat did you do todey? Did you pway soc agin? By da way - do you hab any ideer why peepo keep twyin to put food in toyz? It seemz to me a siwwy ting to do caz we gotz to work to get dem out. Iffin dey wat us to eat da stuf why dont dey hand it to us? Momma hidez chees unner cups an butter from da peenutty ting in a wubber ting. I see wen dey eat an dey jus tro da stuf on da pwatez. I tink I'll hid momma's food unner da coush coshin - see how she wikes day. Wat do you tink Isabew? You iz a smart doggi - did you figga dat awl out?

Cody wen to work wit momma todey. He may be gettin a new job. Da udda pwace scawed him an he doezent wike da upan down box anymore. Momma's goin to bwing him sompwace dat doezent hab dat ting. He waz happi wen he cam hom but dient tell me much caz it waz dinna time.

Well - dat's my wong stori today. I waz outside a wot in da sun eben iffin it waz a wittle cold. I wike dat a wot but I iz wewwy tired so I iz goin to bed. Take car of you an your momma. Talk to you soon.

Wuv,

Maxine