Courage, Paola -- Story #1.5

Story #1.5 -- Courage, Paola

Starring:  Scotty Mums. Scottish Terriers:  Bonnie, Madge, McKeeghan Colleen

With this story, we learn:

       The Work Ethics of several Scotty Mums.

       Lenora PM is truly a human.

       Anything can be accomplished with a little coordinating.

Courage, Paola

Andrea C

All right you people… I need to let you all know that I have a full-time job that they pay me to do which and does not include playing with all you people around the world that have been Adopted by Scotties. I am specifically talking about Lenora PM, Desley C, and Paola B. They just don't let me play with y’all all day! We just have to do better, better I say.

Elaine W

But they are delightful people to play with! I'm almost convinced Lenora is actually a very tall Scottie and not a human at all! (Those pictures of Madge are actually selfies!)

Desley C

Uh oh, her secret's out. I was suspicious when I saw the leopard shoes.

Lenora PM

Elaine, if only I could be as noble and good as our scots! And yes, sometimes I feel "not quite human"!

Lenora PM

Desley, Madge's guilty secret is a closet FULL of Leopard Shoes!

Desley C

Oh, I want to cry floods over all my lost shoes - some got chewed by "you know who" and others had to go - in the de-cluttering process! I'm just a bit jealous!

Lenora PM

Bonnie! She is a mess!

Desley C

….well the shoes were ...

Beth B

Hmmmm, guess I shouldn't tell anyone I have 55" tv in my office.

Beth B

Thank you and while all of that was going on, I had my dog in my lap, scratching his back of course, feet propped up on my desk, watching this all unfold on the big screen.

Andrea C

Well OK, as long as you had a Scotty in your lap

Andrea C

Now here's my next question...while Lenora PM and I had Desley C and Paola B entering the US on a raft, getting arrested and us "borrowing" their Scotties, where were the rest of you??? Huh, Marjorie H, Suzanne H, Pat P, Elaine W, Claudia B, Beth B and Luz LA? Y'all are hysterical in the evening. BTW: Beth, very proud of you for having that 55 inch TV in your office-you go girl!

Paola B

Missed that discussion, had to sleep, time difference.

Desley C

Did you miss being in jail? Ours were the best sewn mailbags and we were dancing to Jailhouse Rock!

Elaine W

Desley C Paola B--so sorry to hear of the predicament that Andrea C and Lenora PM had placed you in. Now that I have had my own beauty sleep, I shall dispatch, post haste, a call for Digger Scotties to assemble for a frontal assault upon the place of incarceration, a secondary call for Scottie Shredders and Pants Leg Grabbers to subdue the staff, and the final call for Scottie Toy Hoarders to whisk you both away. Be sure to use the New Toy Scent spray you'll find in the cake I am sending.

PS: Whatever you do—DO NOT eat the cake! I made it and I am NOT a good cook!

Suzanne H

Sorry I missed all this. As soon as I get to my office and settle in with a cup of coffee, I'll catch up on all the activity. Shouldn't take more than a few hours... then it will be time for lunch!

Desley C

Oh thank goodness, Elaine! I was starting to get a pricked finger from all those bags! There's only me to rescue. I sewed Paola in last night's outgoing mail - heaven knows where she'll turn up. But it was Premium delivery so it'll be somewhere posh. Unfortunately the cake was a bit soggy as the scent leaked but DO NOT WORRY it was put to good use. It is now - as we speak/write/tap wi' our fingies- being ingested by the guards. They declared it finger licking good (where have I heard that line?) and snatched it out of my bleeding mitts but ah ha! A cunning plan was hatched! The icing gummed up their works so the Pants Leg Grabbers should have an easier time of it and if the Scotty Shredders can get to the rolls in time .. success shall be ours! Voila! Hoping the Digger Scotties have dug a big enough hole and weren't distracted by visions of Madge in her leopard shoes. I'm so glad that SOMEONE organized a rescue party - that Bonnie of mine has been star struck by meeting Goofy at Disneyland and is like a round bouncing ball from all the hotdogs she's devoured.

Elaine W

Fantastic play-by-play, Desley! We should be getting movie offers any minute now!

Paola B

Don't worry about your cooking, Elaine! In jail, everything works! Send it, please getting hungry!

Elaine W

Paola, my apologies for the delay in response....McKeeghan, Ninja Scottie, has discovered a rogue cat intercepted the package Desley C had sewn you into. McKeeghan has gone undercover into the Cat Market to try to locate you. She is checking all the Catamarans first based on a cryptic message about a raft. MC (McKeeghan Colleen) carries a stash of kibble to slip to you once she gets in. Courage, Paola.

Courage, Paola

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Merry Christmas from All of Us

Merry Christmas from All of Us

The Scotties find the old house to be a delight! The legend of the house built by Santa Claus, before he moved to the North Pole, is true! Not only are the chimneys magical, but each inside door opens both into a room and into a different location on the globe! The gathering of all the Mums and Dads as well as the Adventuring Scotties, Nefarious Felines, and Associates is as simple as walking through a door!  And what fun to have all the Mums and Dads together for Christmas!

As the decorating process begins, Scotties follow their time-honored tradition of questioning the installation of a tree inside a house. Question the necessity of boxes containing lights, ornaments, and garland sitting in the middle of the floor—interfering with zoomie-runs. Question whether or not the other corner of the room would be a better location for the tree.

The Felines can barely contain themselves at the thought of an organic scratching post being installed in the house.

Scotty males, now having moved forward to acceptance, begin discussing which among them would the first to wee on the new ‘message board’ (tree). Female Scotties disgustedly state the area rugs are still the best choice, by far, for the occasional emergency indoor wee.

The tree is now beautifully decorated and banisters are wrapped with fragrant boughs of greenery. Presents for in the morning are tucked carefully under the tree. Stockings for the furred, feathered, and feline are hung—wherever there is a spot.

Tears flow as the final three stockings, for the fur babies who have passed on, are hung on the upstairs window. There are gasps of amazement as the three red stockings each turn to a rich golden color and sprout little wings! Outside the window, snow begins to fall.

Back downstairs, there are cookies and eggnog as everyone relaxes and visits with each other. “Wonder if we made the ‘Nice’ list this year?” the humans joke.

Suddenly everyone bursts into laughter! Even the Scotties and all are laughing and pointing at each other! Above every head is either a halo or a cluster of coal! After all, the house was built by Santa!

“Looks like some of us have some confessing to do.” Some quiet reflection time ensues and soon the coal clusters morph into halos…all but one very little one.

“Okay, time for bed!” Everyone sorts themselves out to the various bedrooms, sofas, armchairs, nite-nite beds, and pillows. Soon the collective snoring creates a gentle white-noise similar to the sound of falling snow.

Bump. Bump-bump. Thump. Santa? No. It is a little fur baby coming down the staircase—too impatient to wait till morning to open her gift. Under the cover of the snoring, no one hears the tearing of the paper or the ripping of the box. “Ahhchruuu!” she trills delightedly before clapping her little paw over her mouth!

“Merry Christmas, everyone!” she whispers as she gently picks up her treasure. A halo now glows over her little head as she carefully carries upstairs the last piece to finish her tiny Nativity set—a tiny little manger with the precious Holy Baby.

Merry Christmas from All of Us!

 

Gorgeous Sailboat....Story #2

Story #2

  Starring: Scottish Terriers--Gordon, Archie, Bonnie, Madge, Peanut. Feline—Oreo.

A developing friendship leads the Opinionated Scotties and a Feline Associate into a boating adventure….and is there a hint of a developing romance between Archie and Madge?

Gorgeous Sailboat

Andrea C
There was once a gorgeous sailboat crossing the Atlantic with Lenora PM, Nancy JM, Luz LA, Paola B and Desley C on board.
All the dogs and one super cat named Oreo were down below playing cards and pool while their humans were up top center; all the dogs that is except Gordon. Poor Gordon was suffering from seasickness and was lying flat up top with his head hanging over the side doing...."you know". Each and every person, feline, and dog (except Gordon) were truly enjoying the day.
All were drinking, eating and having a grand time that none of them notice the iceberg. It was heading their way. (Sunning and icebergs? Oh well, it’s my story.)
Finally when the iceberg was about a half a mile away, Archie noticed it and started to aroo—which of course started all the other dogs’ arooing. Oreo, the wonder cat, couldn't be bothered with making all that noise; felt it was very undignified. Just when the dogs started to make noise Luz looked out and saw the iceberg… Oh dear whatever should we do?

Paola B
Everybody gathers at the front of the boat trying to figure out the next move while poor Gordon has his head still dangling out! Something catches his eye! A shimmering stick floating! He stretches his paw and grabs it! Hurray; it's a magic stick! Pouf it goes and here they all are again in a huge plain wondering where the heck they are....they walk up to a sign and read: Lone Pine Koala sanctuary!!!
“Whaaat?!” screams Bonnie, “we're back in Brisbane.....”

Andrea C
“Mum, Mum, Mum!” howls Bonnie at which Des staggers from behind the group…"Gitday Gitday, Mum's right here luv". Bonnie ran and jumped into Des arms smothering her face with kisses. "I was so afraid, Mum, that we had left you on the boat! How did we end up back in Oz, Mum?" she cried.
Just then they all walked up on a restaurant called the Do Wop Oz and all the dogs started to arooooo which meant "we are hungry and want food now". But just as everyone started to walk into the door of the restaurant they were blocked by five German Shepherds baring their teeth.....

Lenora PM
Archie, my love, you need to get back on the boat! We don't want any more encounters where you have to protect mommy and Peanut from a vicious dog.

Desley C
"Aw, don't be scared of them!" says a very relaxed Bonnie "they're me mates!"
The five German Shepherds and Bonnie all high five.
Gordon is raising his hackles—ready for a show down.
One of the GS's reaches into his collar and pulls out a bottle. "Here ya go mate, have a beer!"
Gordon looks around anxiously "What if mum sees? No, you're right, she's way over there yakking to all the other ladies. Come & I'll introduce you guys to Wacka, our kangaroo mate. She'll give you a ride in her pouch."


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How We Began....Story #1

Story #1

STARRING: Bonnie-Scotty, Angus McGregor (Gus)-Scotty, Fiona Paisley (Onie-P)-Scotty, Molly-Westie, Sawney-Scotty.

Here's an example of how this group of people started writing stories about their 
beloved Scotties. The stories begin… 

How We Began...there was once a Scotty Mom

Desley C
I have NO IDEA what I'm doing! Remember you had to tell me how to add you as 
a friend!! I'm just touching the iPad screen inappropriately... I need to get 
dressed & start painting. 

Andrea C
I just got the visual of you inappropriately touching the IPad-almost fell out of my 
chair!!

Desley C
... there once was a Scotty mum who fell off her chair ... 

Andrea C
When she landed on the floor she was attacked with Scottish terrier kisses. They 
jumped, burrowed and rooted all over her. When all at once the Scotties (and 
Westie) realized that their Mum was hurt; they sprang into action. Gussy checked 
for a pulse, Sawney ran for a cool cloth, Molly grabbed her cell phone to call for 
help and Onie-P....... 

Desley C
Onie-P peed! So mum wouldn't overheat.

Desley C
Annie spluttered "oh geez!" and she went to get up. But Bonnie was too quick & 
jumped onto Annie's head. Bowling them both over. Molly dropped the phone 
"that operator is useless! She can't speak Scotty!" Sawney arrived with the cloth 
but Onie-P & Bonnie grabbed it off her & started a game of tug. Sawney & Gus 
rolled their eyes and asked "where's Madge when we need her?" 

Andrea C
With that Gus ahoooo very loudly and grabbed the phone from Molly, "I'm going 
to call Madge & Gordon-maybe they can get us some help. Does anyone have 
their number?" 4 Scotties shook their heads no. " oh alright, I'll call Archie, he'll 
have it! Bonnie, would you please get off my Mum's head? Go get your Mum, 
maybe she could help". "Ok, I would but my Mum is..."

Desley C
*Bonnie "my mum said she had to have a little resty. There's a half bottle of wine 
on the table ... And she keeps talking about the pool boy ... Pedro? I dunno..." 
Bonnie shakes her whole self and plops down. 
"Wait on, I'll get the iPad!" 
All the Scotties (I've lost count ..) gathered around the screen. They pressed the 
glass and the screen lit up. "Wow! We are clever!" said Molly. "But how do we get 
Gordon?" 
"Mum taps this blue f .." 
"Hey watch yer language, this is a family show!" scolded Gus. 
"No, LOOK!" woofed Bonnie "she touches this bit!" 
Facebook came to life. There were 43 notifications. 
"Gordon! Madge!" They all woofed & arr-oood loudly, thinking that the infamous 
duo were locked inside somewhere. 
They tried tapping the screen as they'd seen their mums do - (they'd seen it A LOT 
while waiting for some food in their dish!) 
"Everything comes up at once" they complained. "It's because we don't have 
opposable thumbs ..." 

Paola B
I never gave the number of Madge to Archie! Am scared of a harassment suit 
from Lenora. 

Desley C
Be worried Paola! But Scotties have extra-terrestrial powers so who knows how he got it. 

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