Buddy: Marcus, I called you here because Merci, Sam and I need to have a talk with you.
Marcus: Okay, but can we make this short because Jan promised to play soccer with me soon.
Percy: Hey, why are you dogs huddled in the bathroom? It's awfully hot in here. Why don't you come out near the fan?
Sam: We're holding a private meeting, Percy. Just us canines.
Micah: There's no such thing as a private anything around here. Hey, Cyndi, Cameron and Rusty, come in the bathroom. We're having a meeting.
Merci: A private meeting. Private! You cats weren't invited but now there are so many bodies in here it's like a sauna. I think I might pass out.
Rusty: Don't hit your head on the tub if you do. It could make a nasty bump.
Buddy: Okay, we're not going to get any privacy, so let's all move into the living room. Perhaps there's a little air moving in there.
Cyndi: What's so important you dogs wanted privacy?
Sam: If you don't mind, Cyndi, this is a guy thing.
Cameron: Oh, okay, Cyndi and Merci, you can leave. The rest of us will have a meeting.
Merci I am not leaving. This concerns me too. And, Cyndi, don't you leave either, since the rest are staying.
Buddy: As I was about to say, Marcus, you are growing up and we need to have a talk about pee -
Marcus: Oh, I already know about pee mail and pee spam. Can I go play now?.
Buddy: Pee etiquette. We need to have a talk about pee etiquette, Marcus!
Sam: Do you remember how you used to follow us around and imitate whatever we did? You were so cute then.
Marcus: Thanks, Sam. I appreciate the talk.
Merci: Sit down. We haven't started the talk yet.
Buddy: A month or so ago you began the transition from puppy pee-er to adolescent pee-er. It was kind of cute. I lifted my leg and peed ON the doghouse that all of us except Rusty hate. Directly behind me, you lifted your leg and peed INTO the doghouse.
Rusty: He did what? He peed in my cathouse? No wonder it stinks in there now.
Sam: My size prohibits me from lifting my leg, but one day while I was watering the dirt, you walked up to me, lifted your leg and PEED ON MY LEG! That was the first time.
Buddy: And you have done the same to me.
Sam: It was bad enough to have a little squirt ... well, squirt us, but we understand that Sunday morning when Jan walked you and Merci together, you did the same to little Merci. She's a GIRL.
Merci: A gentlemen dog does not pee on another dog, especially on a lady dog.
Buddy: Listen very carefully, Marcus, because I am about to impart one of the most important life lessons you will ever learn. NEVER, NEVER, NEVER, EVER PEE ON ANOTHER DOG! Pee etiquette demands that you WAIT UNTIL THE DOG HAS MOVED BEFORE YOU TRY TO COVER HIS /HER SCENT WITH YOUR OWN!!!!!
Marcus: Okay, I hear you. Can I go play now?
Sam: *sigh* Yes, you can go now Marcus.
Merci: It went right in one ear and out the other, didn't it?
Buddy: I'm afraid so. Evidently hearing isn't dependent on having extra large ears, as Marcus does. There needs to be something between them.
Percy: Oh, we almost forgot again. We are trying to help a friend find a puppy. Does anyone know a good breeder of AKC Yorkie or Westie or Toy Poodle puppies in the West Central Georgia area? We would be much obliged if someone could help direct us toward one with good references, perhaps from personal experience of someone you know.