Dear Liebe

thanks for your neat letter. Yup, being loose when
your people are away is really good....Somehow, since
i behave when my people are away, they dont pen me up
much. guess they think no one around to bite, is
a-ok.

the trip to the beach wasnt quite as expected. they
kept me in the dang cage for much of the trip,
especially after i got wet and muddy.

the almost good part was when chief stopped and said:

"LOOK, a whole herd of elk!"

i ran around the inside of the car really fast, but
they wouldnt let me out....i guess in my frustration
briggie ended up with a fang scratch....not sure how
that happpened by i did cover 3 miles in about 2
minutes. omi and hildegaard and jutta were screaming
"help help save us from the dog"
those elk were really big. i bet i could have drug
one over to the rig.

they didnt sing many german beer drinking songs but
holy cow....can you imagine 11 hours and 42 stops. it
was terrible!!! but the chief found a complete whale
skeleton at the beach!!! 38 feet long. but he
wouldnt let me chew on the bones....drat. why there
are enough bones on a whale to last you and me
for...at least a month!!

and then hildgaard and jutta got lost in walmart
parking lot, when we found em ....they had a whole
bunch of plants and i had to ride with all these
smelly weeds.

so we've been back for a week, and my nose is hurting,
really bad. Chief looked at it and said:

"holy catfish, its a tick. Woman, bring the
Leatherman"

well i can tell you i put up quite a battle. ended
up with the two of em holding me in towels and
such....but he finally got hold of the tick and ripped
it out..... I will wait till one of these nights when
he's sleeping and rip his big toe off.

enough of this, theres a shoot this weekend (that chief is taking me to) and i
need to get hungry so i can eat all the left over hot
dogs and chips and such.

with practice, and lots of good food, I can now belch
as loud as Chief.

charlie

Dear Uncle Charlie

I wonder how your trip to the beach went!? As for me, the most fun I had this week was Sunday. Sometimes, when I'm very, very quiet and my parents are running around like chickens with their heads cut off as they are trying to not be late AGAIN...sometimes, just sometimes...they forget to close the laundry room door.

It happened this week! Well, whenever that happens, I patiently wait until the garage door closes and then I go berserk! FREEDOM! Unrestrained FREEDOM!

This time I managed to have fun in every single room! In the office, I found an old candy bar wrapper. Can you spell 'shred'? In the baby's room, I found stuffed animals lying on the floor. One of them was Hawkeye, the baby's favorite stuffed puppy. I took him into the living room so he could lie in my favorite sunny spot. I also fondled some little stuffed critters with my teeth. Hmm yummy!

Then I did some really fast laps. When I get going really fast I can get the area rugs to move several feet!

In the bedroom, I jumped up on my parents' bed, just to see what was up there. Not too exciting. The bed was made, so I couldn't really get under the sheets to shed all over. Too bad. I did leave some footprints on the guest room bed, though.

In the bathrooms I found loads of tissues (in the garbage) to rip up and spread all over the place! It was great...except I think they may have been leftovers from someone's cold. Kind of gross, but by this time my time was short so I didn't care! When I heard the garage door open again, I hightailed it for my crate...nonchalantly waiting to see what they would do.

It was a great Sunday. I heard Mom mumble something about, "You better not even THINK about touching Hawkeye again."

They still haven't figured out how I got 4 of the baby's toys off his blanket in the family room into my special holes outside in the dirt! I'll never tell...

They think I may never grow up. But I've learned lots of things: Never EVER pull the stuffing out of someone else's toys, especially through the eye sockets. Never EVER make a noise when your parents leave...lest they remember to shut the door!

Love-
Little Liebe



Liebe (L) and Uncle Charlie (R)