The Vizsla Invasion of Planet Petco

Having gone back to the future with Doc Brown only to discover that the Earth has been overrun by human/Konglek hybrids, we have traveled through space and time back to the place where I originally met the Kongleks in a last-ditch attempt to put things right.  If we fail now, then we will have to face the possibility that there will be no more fetch, no more flyball, no more agility.  But there will be plenty of Kongs to chew on, so either way it will not be a complete disaster, at least, not for me.

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The Konglek Invasion Of Earth

Having been brought back to the future by the mysterious Doc Brown with the intention of reversing the Konglek conquest of Earth, we have quickly found ourselves overwhelmed by their sheer numbers. How can we stop an invasion that has already succeeded? Only time will tell …

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Fetch to the Future

After a relaxing weekend spent squiring the Princess around Rome, my holiday came to an abrupt end with the arrival of a mysterious, disheveled man driving a car that, in this place and time, should not exist.  Knowing my name and claiming that I have wrought havoc with the time-space continuum, he urges me to get into his vehicle.  Is he a friend?  A foe?  Or both?  Only time will tell …

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Roamin’ Holiday

After the repairs that Mr. Scott effected to the navigation system of the Doghouse of Justice, I had hoped to be able to navigate it as expertly as I did the original version which was, sadly, destroyed by dinosaurs last year.  However, it appears that something in the circuitry still is not working properly.  It has returned me to the correct place, but nowhere near the correct time …

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back to the fyootcher

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog wel it luks like this is the end for us dogs as the dinosawrs are closing in so i skratch wun last messadj in the mud before we git stompd or eeten or — hay wot is that???

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