Mr four-legged brothers: Jasper Theodore King and Mr. Scabbers

....."Hello! I'm Jasper Theodore...Jappy for short. I don't have great big feet, but I have some big shoes to fill...or try to fill. I'm a big ol yellow dog now, but I was once just a little pup. You may have trouble believing what I have to say, but....well, here's what happened.
.....I wasn't hardly five weeks old and was playing and having a good ol time when, suddenly a paw came out of nowhere, swatted me, and sent me rolling. I looked up and saw this long short legged dog with a shining red coat." ....He said in a deep mellow voice, "Listen up bub, play time is over! I have chosen you and made the arrangements for you to look after Boss."
....Layng flat on my back with all four feet stuck straight up in the air, I sputtered, "What do you mean? What's a Boss?"
.....The shiney dog turned around in exasperation leaving me to stare at his rearend. I couldn't see any tail. If he had one, it was covered with that long red hair. Finally he turned back around and took a deep breath. "Look, Boss is not a thing. He's a He. He was my Boss. He's getting old and needs looking after."
....."Well, how come your're not looking after him?"
.....The old dog bowed his head and said in a low voice, "I would if I could. But I got that old cancer, and I had to leave. But, Boss knows that I am ok. I was given permission to come back for a few moments. He was just getting out of bed and was fully awake. I jumped up on him and kissed him. I laughed at him and then I had to go. But, I could see that he knew that it was real."
.....It was hard for me to take that all in, and all I could ask was, "What's cancer?"
....."It's bad stuff that eats you up from the inside...and it killed me much too soon." I've been waiting around for a pup with promise to stand in for me. I think you got what it takes...I hope" He took another deep breath and continued, "I don't know what he will call you, but I'm Alex. He will probably stick one of his crazy relative's name on you. I can't stay any longer, but I will be watching you, and I will be waiting for both of you. So, do your best. That is all I ask."
.....With that he was gone, and, here I am with Boss. Boss did hang one of those family names on me. He called me Jasper Theodore after his dad's uncle Jasper Theodore "Jap" King. I kind of think it has class."

...."Listen to that big wind bag of a refugee from the pond. Hey, my name ain't Mr. Scabbers! It's Scrappy. I was already called that when I came here. But, Boss, reckon I'll call him that too, called me that after that rat on Harry Potter. If I didn't care for him so much, I'd chew both of his ears off some night. That name just ain't dignified! And, I've got a lot a dignity. Old Yeller there, you can't let him loose. Like some kind of idiot, he'll take off like a streak in which ever direction he is facing. Scares Boss some times. But, I have to admit, I came here after Jap did, and he made me welcome. For a big ol yeller dog, Jappy is pretty nice."

....Well, short man, I might be a little wild when I get loose, and, I haven't learned to play frisby yet like Alex, but I stick with Boss the rest of the time. At least he is number one on my totem pole. When certain other people come, he slides down on yours."

....."Well, you get pretty excited when Jonathan comes."
....."Yeah, I do. I like that kid. Let's let this thing rest for awhile I'm getting hungry...I wonder if that Alex is watching me.
.....Well, I want to talk more about me next time.

......"Well, as I said, my name is Scrappy...not Mr. Scabbers. I weigh in at a little more than five pounds although Jap tells me that sometimes I think I an a mountain lion. Jappy was three in October, and I was two in January. I was only five months old when I came here. I came because I was being persecutied by the dog catcher from a another county. Because of that, I had to leave my home. But, I was allowed to go home with Boss, and I have a good home. He makes sure that Jappy and I get all of our shots and medications and good food to eat. In my case, he makes sure that I stay warm, because I am not built for cold weather. Jappy, now, with that long hair, he actually enjoys the cold for awhile. I am strickly a summer dog.
.....I am pretty choosey when it comes to eating, so I am a little hard to please. Jappy now, he will eat most anything. I love my Jappy and he loves me."

....."Every year Scrappy and I go with Boss, Mistress, and Jonathan to Camp Meeting. Boss' friend Woody and his dog Maggie also goes. Maggie is a very overweight lady beagle. We all have a good time although we four-legged ones cannot be untethered. As long as Boss is there, I don't care. I am usually right by his side, except for times like these when Scrap and I sneak in here while he is asleep to write on this. We told the old white cat that, if she tattled on us, she would be saying about her tail, "It won't be long now!" We found out that Alex had written his story, so, we thought we would give it a try too. I see Scrap yawning, and I am getting tired too. So, we are going to close for tonight if I can get this darn computer to turn off right.

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......Here we are out in the yard enjoyng the sunshine. We like to watch for deer. We also warn Boss if a bear should venture too near. But, it is for two-legged rascals that we watch out for most. We never have spent the night out here. Our place then is inside with Boss and Mistress.

................."We share our home with these two characters. With them, is is demolltion derby all of the time. Perhaps things will calm down a little. Mistress had Miss Priss (the white one) fixed the other day. Elvis is not much more than a kitten. He can get in a peck of trouble and Jappy tries to keep him under control. But, I just let him have his fun."

"Yeah, I try to teach him better manners, but ol Scabbers here says I am to tough on him and sometimes gets mad when I try to punish that ol Elvis Cat. Personaly, I wouldn't call anything Elvis. But, Mystress has a thing for Elvis. Now, we have an outdoor cat that Boss named Orilla May after his dad's aunt. Now, that makes more sense to me.

.....Folks, ger a load of ol Mr. Manners. He turns up his nose at his own food, but, when Boss and Mistress sit down to eat, he's there bouncing up and down to get his share. Just out of the photo, Jonathan and Mistress were enjoying hamburgers.

.....Oh bull Jap! If you could have gotten that close, you would have been right beside me. Mr. Manners indeed!

.....The following photos were taken by boss at Christmas time this year. I call myself "Pretty Jap" In the first one. In the second one, Boss was holding me up so he could stick the camara in my face. ......................

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......Pretty Jap! Now how conceited can you get. Yeah, Boss had to hold him because he was going wild. Now in my photo, I got a nice ball that I was having a good time with. We got a nice little ol bear too, but I ate his ears off.

.....Well it is the middle of the winter time and Boss' son has moved back. But he brought a character with him called Boo something or other. He has blackmailed us into letting him stick his little bit of two cents worth on the page.

.....Boo something or other indeed! It happens to be Boo Henry thank you very much!. Yeah, I caught them sneaking around at night typing on the old man's computer. I told them that, if they didn't let me in on it, I would rat on them and that would be the end of their midnight typing sessions. They called me every thing but a white dog, but big deal.
.....Yeah, we moved over here from the town to these sticks where all of these hillbillys live. Talk about sliding down the totem pole. There are a bunch of hick dogs outside, so I have to sstay in the house all day. I can't even yack at the birds and the tree rats. And, that old Jap thinks he owns the place. He just walks by and casualy flips me off while he wags his tail like nothing is going on. All I can say is that it sure is boring around here. I'm not scared of those old hick dogs, so I want to go outside somewhere. Now, just in the day though. I think I smelled one of thsoe old bears the other night. And, I hear that there are coyote characters around here. I think I hear the old woman coming to go to the bathroom, so I had better cool it.

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.....Hey! Were kind of worried about Boss. They found a bumpy like thing on some called his prostrate. Now he has to have an ol biopsy to see if it is cancer. We don't like that one little bit. Alex said that he had cancer and we know what happened to him. We just can't comprehend that there might no more Boss.
......You all helps us pray, and we will let you know what happens. So, check back in with us.

.....Great news! The tests came back and Boss ain't got no cancer!

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.....We were all lounging outdoors one evening when Boss got his old camara out. He thought he might try to take a picture of one of those little ol hummer birds. While he waa a waiting on a hummer, he made some photos of us worthy to have a photo made of. Well, Boo too,but he wasn't aware of what was going on.

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.....Now old Jap looked around and asked Boss what he was doing. Ol Jap told him, Wait until I get my hair combed." But Boss told him, "Nuts to You!"

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.....He turned the camara on the one who is really photogenic...me. So, I began showing my stuff.

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.....Oh, yeah, An ol hummer did come, but, Boss made a mess of thaking his photo. That hummer buzzed Boss' head and told Boss, "You can stuff that camara where the sun don't shine, and tell that old woman to out and put more stuff in the feeder. That thing is almost empty and I need to beefup so I will be ready to take of for south of the border." That little feller buzzed of and then came back and yelled, "I don't think I like you staring at me while I eat!"

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