Tuesday, June 24, 2008

The St. Bernard of Smees



Mister Smitty comes to the aid of lost misters!

When a Mister is downstairs among the plants or cavorting in the yard, The Smitty always comes over eventually and runs his plenteous flanks against the Mister’s leg.

The Smitty is concerned that a Mister is lost and needs the homing device of the Smitty’s smell refreshed.

“Those Misters!” sighs the Smee. “They’re not on their porch or in their house. They must be lost. I will assist them!”


Thank you, Mr. Smee!

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