Rambo's been here over a week, and I think he'll be leaving soon. I overheard a message on FatBoy's answering machine, about "bringing him home", so ... it's probably just a matter of time.
This canine (I think someone said he's a Welch Corgi) gets away with murder. This morning, he decided to whiz (and whiz and whiz) on the black cat's litterbox; I guess he got a smell of the fecal matter inside and couldn't avoid contributing to the aroma. I heard FatBoy say a few choice words before grabbing the paper towels. At least Rambo had the courtesy of letting loose on a tile floor instead of the carpets .. this time.
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I was a stray at the Richardson Animal Shelter in April 2002, when FatBoy took me home to live with he and his small dogs (with the long tails) that purrrrrr. My real name is Dog # 469, but the Humans call me Beta. My full name appears to be "Beta the Wonder Dog". My birthday appears to be 15 October 2000. My IQ has been measured at 17, slightly more than an apple.
