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Dear Aunty Ro, Ru, S, M: I just HAVE to tell you girls about one of the neatest tricks that I have ever done. This morning I woke up around 4am. I yawned, stretched, and shook off so my tags would rattle real loud. I walked over to Dad's side of the bed and he scratched my ears. He then invited me up on the bed. I jumped up between him and Mom (who was still sound asleep) and settled in for some quality time. However, there wasn't quite enough room to my liking so I had to do something about it. I have learned that if there is one thing that Dad has absolutely no tolerance for it is dog puke. Since he wasn't giving me enough space in bed, I simply stood up with my head hung down over his chest and started to wretch. Worked like a charm. He was out of bed like a shot pulling me out with him. This woke up Mom who asked what all the ruckus was about. Dad said I was puking in the bed, which wasn't technically true since I was only retching. She rolled over and went back to sleep. Meanwhile, having stopped my retching, I noticed Dad's side of the bed was empty. So up I hopped and crashed onto his pillow. Realizing defeat by a superior intelligence, Dad shuffled out to the kitchen and made coffee whilst Mom and I slept in until about 7. Unless you have made other plans, have a wonderful day. Your friend, Bert
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