Blogville - We have a Problem

It has come to my attention that we have a big problem in Blogville.

Sarge, our Blogville Chief of Police and my boss, is in the doghouse and accused of bitting.

OMD.  Say it isn't so……..

There's talk about stripping him of his job title.  NOOOOOOOOOO!

We has to do somethin.

We need to take ACTION Now!

So…. here's what I thinks he needs.

1st:   He needs a good lawyer.   Do we have a Blogville Lawyers out there?  If you're willing to take on the case… let me know (in the comments).

2nd:  He needs Bail Bones.  If you have bones you can spare… let me know (in the comments) how many you can contribute to his bail.

I'll set up a Bail Bone Bank and keep track of our total.

3rd:  If you can be a "good/positive" character witness for him.. also let me know (in the comments) and I'll pass on the list to his lawyer (when we gets one).

4th:  We need to engage the Blogville K9 Intelligence Unit.   If you belong to this unit… let me know and start investigating.   I'm only a Junior Officer and not part of the K9 Intelligence Unit.   Maybe Office Bites can assist.

5th:  We also need the some FBI (Feline Bureau of Investigation) help.   Maybe my friend Sammy can assist.

Oh.. oh.. maybe our Blogville Saint (Mollie) can help.  Not sure what she can do… but as a "Saint".. I'm sure she'll think of something.

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Did I miss anything?

I'm only 1 year old and some of you have way more experience than I do and can come up with some more ideas.

We need to stick together and help our buddy Sarge.

Yours truly,

            Ranger (JPO)

Bad Ranger or Clever Dog ?

I'm in the dog house again.  Sigh.

Now..I know what your think'n.   What did I do to land in the dog house?   Well… now that I am one, Mom lets me have more unsupervised time.     So, the other day I was laying around on the porch and got a little bored.   I decided to find sometin fun to do.

I spy a little ball on the stools.   I'm gonna get it!

Well…. Mom came out when she heard me gnawing on the stool and here's what she found.

Look what I did !

Close-up.
I got the little ball out!

B-u-s-t-e-d !
I thought about telling her that Some Doggie did it or maybe it was one of those pesty Squirrels… but I knew she had me.  I was the only one there on the porch and the porch door was locked... so I'm back in the dog house.   I guess I'll have to earn back my "unsupervised time" privileges.

On the positive side…. I'm no longer bored cuz Mom is always around to play with me.   Like how I got her to play with me more?   Pretty smart of me… don't ya thinks?

Wags,

       Ranger

Ps… If you're a wondering what happened to the little ball that I removed… I did not eat it.  I just set it on the floor and went after another one.   I was hope'n to get me a nice little pile of them but my plan was foiled when I got caught in the act.