Wednesday, 21 October 2009

Wheelie Wednesday - Judy re tells her Story!

Hi, it's me Judy!
Don't imagine you expected to see me again this week.
But, Wheelie brother Bailey, bless him, let me, if a little begrudgingly, have another word.
You see, Mummy has missed two important dates in my small feltie life, my 1st Adoption Barkday & my 1st Gotcha Day!!!
Can you believe it?
Here I am, like royalty, Queen Elizabeth II, with two Birthdays, an actual one & an official one, and I didn't get to celebrate either!
For those of you wondering, how come I have two special days, I had a near disastrous start.
Mummy, who had been wanting a 'Wheelie' for ages, before she found Bailey, had asked Aunty Lana over @ Airedale Heaven to felt me.
I was to be named Judy in memory of Mummy's childhood WFT doggy sister and to be modeled in the image of her now best foxy friend, the one & only Jackson.
Bailey still says he can't believe, he agreed to a GIRLY clone, but he did or rather his JI did!
Per my Adoption Certificate, my adoption was formally completed on the 4th August 2008
I was then carefully bedded down & duly shipped across the Big Pond, only to be taken prisoner by men in dark jackets - because I went missing, Mummy thought I'd got lost @ sea!
But, eventually, the Customs Inspectors allowed me into Dreamingspires with instructions that Mr Postman was NOT to deliver me to Mummy unless she paid a huge ransom!
Mummy was outraged & appealed - in hindsight, she whole hearted wishes she hadn't - I though, have forgiven her.
Anyway, still safely in my cosy box I went back to the Customs Head Office.
There I was unceremoniously dragged from my bed & I interrogated!!!
It was ever so scary, but I held out as best as I could.
They ripped my left paw off my wheels & bent it painful backwards, tweaked my tail & ruffed up my fine felt.
With no confession extracted, these nasty men returned me to Dreamingspires, still demanding the ransom tax be paid.
Mummy on seeing my wrecked box, knew she couldn't have me sent back to the States, so she paid over the many pounds demanded & brought me home.
My Gotcha Day was last Sunday, the 18th October!

I was in a terrible state, all wheelie wobbly & pathetic looking...Mummy fixed a surgical plaster to my poorly sore paw, straighten my tail & lovingly smoothed down my felt.
I rested up on her bed... And, eventually Mummy rejoined my paw to my wheels.
All was was finally well in my world & has remained so.

Must go now, as rumour has it every bear & pup is gathering for a surprise pawty in my honour!
And, I've just seen a cake...
Foxy love & wheelie wishes


BJ Roan said...

Happy belated Gotcha Day. Willie's 10th birthday is on October 18, so you two have something in common. The cake looks tasty. Enjoy!

Buttons the Bear said...

My dear Judy,
I can certainly relate with having a mom who forgot my bearthday/adoption date. She has so many bears here I understand how it is difficult to keep track.

Happy Belated Gotcha Day and Birthday too.


Ludo van Doggy said...

oh Judy! What a traumatic start to life! Those customs peoples sure is mean. They must have realised your huge value to have kept you!

Happy joint birthdays!
~lickies, Ludo

Maggie and Mitch said...

What a horrible time of it you had right from the start, Judy! Happy gotcha day and happy birthday! Enjoy your beautiful cake. It sure looks yummy!

Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch

Mack and Sally Ann said...

Happy anniversary. You are very cute, and I am so glad your paw is better now.
Sally Ann