Posted by Pretzel KittyKat on 6/14/2002, 9:09 am It waz a gorjeous nite, probably the best so far this year she sed. It waz sunset time an she waz sitting owtside playin on hur whistle, tryin to play the tunez she iz tryin to memurize. Da doggiez went to the bak fense an comenced barking at the grownd. Now, THAT waz stranje behavyur, evven fur the dogz, so momma went to looksee. An there, kuddled between a kupla big rocks, wazza big DESERT TORTISS!! Yep, anuffur one of thoze! So momma wached it a minit an then desided that wile she waz up she wood water the dogz. So az she waz puttin water inna dogz bowl, she glansed ovver an that tortiss waz makkin a bee-line fur the fense like he waz heddin fur the water! So momma pointed the hoze atta soft spot inna grownd not far frum the tortiss an made kinda like a mud fowntin, an the tortiss skurried az fast az he kood fur dat water. By the time he got there, their wazza puddle an he buried hiz hed in it. So momma put the hoze on fine spray an sprayed the tortiss an the tortiss raized hiz hed an stood az tall az he kood inna spray. He kept a eye on momma cuz she waz onlee a little wayz away but he kept rite inna water. Then he started tryin to kome thru the fense to git to the puddlez that waz bein made on the other side, so momma made more puddlez fur him on hiz side of the fense. He played an swam inna puddlez fur abowt five minits wile momma anna doggiez wached, then started wandring off. Momma turned off the hoze an wen she chekked onna tortiss, it seemed to be stuck, so momma went owt the gate to see wat waz the problum. KoKo wanted to go too but momma woodn't let him. Shure enuff, the tortiss had got cot inna peese of chikken wire! Momma disentangled him an the tortiss had duckt hiz hed inna shell wile momma pickt him up, then wen she put him down, he looked up at hur az if ta say "thank u" an wandered bak off into the woodlandz. By now it waz dark an he rapidly got lost to site, so momma went bak and played hur whistle. Their waz one ov thoze kinda big crickitz inna tree - kant remember wat thoze thingz ar kalled rite this minit - that sowndz like a buzz saw buzzing rite in ur eer, but wen momma played the whistle the kricket stopped itz noizy rakket, so momma hadda play to save hur heering. It waz too nise owt to go bak inna howse, so momma played fur a long time. We kitteez an the dogz got hungry finaly and komplained, so momma fed us an went to bed at last. Theeze kinda wildlife advenshurez iz why momma likez to liv inna woodsy plase. It reminded hur ovva klose enkownter she had with a skunk a wile bak, but thatz a story fur anuffer time. Wen i remember the name of that noizee krickit, i'll let u kno. REMEMBURD THE NAME!! Itzza cicada - purnownced chikkada, see wat i meen abowt how hughmanz spell?!?
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