Are all the pawties assembled and Ready to hear my Judgementals?
We are your Hemorrhoidedness.
I'm kinda Worried Ernie..... Hold my Paw while we listen...
Don't Fret Lass.... Bertie is already nerfus enough...
PIPE DOWN.... {{ THWAP}} You TWO.... Bertie we can tell that you are MOST distressed so I will allow you to Sit or Lie Down... while I Pawceed... Your Procurator
THIS is a serious situation.... I had to stay awake 87 extra seconds last night... JUST to come to SOME sort of Decision....
I have found that COMPANIES are not as easy to deal with as our Moms and Dads are...
They require a Different approach...
Now since our BERTIE is being In Car Sir Eighted fur somethingy Not of his causing... HE is OBVIOUSLY INNOCENT and I MUST find a way to effect some CHANGE.
It seems that the Office in
We (that's the ROYAL WE) have
Mr. BOSSY GUY..... You need to POLE the OTHER laborers in the Aberrrrrrrrrrrrrrrdeen (Darn that Tickles my tongue) facility.... and find one who does NOT have a FUR Pawson living with them (Sad state of affairs THAT is) and send THAT pawson to the VERY DISTANT LOCATION.... as they have NOBUDDY who is COUNTING ON THEM to COME HOME and let them know they are LOVED and be given a chance to Urineate and Poopieate and stuffs...
RE LOCATION of a DIFFERENT Peep is the ANSWER to the PROBLEM.... a very easy solution.
Mr. Bossy
Otherwise Miss Gail will be UNHAPPY and Bertie will be even MORE SO.... which will UPSET all of Bertie's 87 Bazillion Furends.... THAT>>>> you Do NOT want to do...
This Court is CAUTIONING YOU.... Bertie's Furends are
This case is HOPEFULLY Closed...
{{{{ THWAAAAAAAP !!!! }}}}
Thank you, Yours ZONNOR !!!
OKAY BERTIE..... now let's GO FUR THE GREENS...... Come with us Roxy....
Maybe we can score some Haggis and More of those Scotch Eggs like you made fur us yesterday.




