Having accidentally missed the launch of our own shuttle, it had seemed as if there was no chance we would be able to save the earth from the giant asteroid on a collision course; but, at the last moment and at great expense, we were able to procure a replacement ship, the Orca, piloted by my old friend Quint’s brother, Quad. The earth now has a second chance, and we must make the most of it!
THE FOLLOWING IS A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT
Hello stuffie friends, this is Cowboy Hedgehog, and I am here with an important public service announcement about unnecessary surgery and a dangerous syndrome called Munchhounden by Proxy.
On the “Best … Tag … Ever” post, TwoBarkingDogs mentioned an envelope for eliminating the “tag jinglies” associated with a dog’s rabies, identification, and license tags, and then I mentioned that Tucker used to have such an envelope. I was pretty sure I had a picture of him wearing it, and lo and behold, I had already uploaded it a while back, for use in the Snow Puppy post.
Note the blue nylon pouch — that’s where his tags lived when he was a young pup. It definitely eliminated the jingles! Plus, he could use it to carry his cigarettes.