A Silent Tail

As Anne and I bury an associate's...mess up, we remain vigilant, looking for the sign Uncle Orso promised we would soon see. In our one moment of repose, we hear a strange clamor through the woods.

By the time we turn around all we see is...tail? A strange, silent, faster than light tail, one in which we did not recgoinze. I do not have a good feeling about this.

Benny "The Tank"

Lonesome Note

Anne informed us that Brown Dog was spotted at a nearby park, and what do we find?

It looks as if Brown Dog has left a note, and an old picture of better times remembered. Since humans are unable to read K-9, I will let Miss Gracie interpret the wise words Brown Dog has left us with.

Remember humans, reading K-9 is much like reading ancient, Egyptian hieroglyphics. Except K-9 mostly consist of squiggly lines and triangles, much harder to interpret for most. Lets begin:

To former, and maybe current friends,

I have decided to return to the home country of Treviso, Italy. There are many Brown Dogs in Treviso, it is a place where Brown Dogs can run free. Also, I shamefully embezzled three thousand bones worth of Charlee Bears, straight from Mr. Shadowcaster's stash. I just have an insatiable appeitite for those things, only three calories, come on! I hope this letter finds you and your shadows a quick reuinion."

Brown Dog...

All we can do is look to the heavens, and hope this letter appeases Mr. Shadowcaster. Until then, stop by Monday morning and see how our Halloween bash turns out. In the mode of party we shall defeat our sorrow.

Benny "The Tank"

It ain't easy being Shih-Tzu

Bigots! I thought we had come further than this, and what do humans have against dogs playing golf anyways?

Benny "The Tank"

Barricade

Consigliere Anne was sent on a mission in search of Brown Dog. Unfortunately she ran into one of his barricades. She also claims the grass smelled really, really, good.

Benny "The Tank"