My Mallies have all been pretty quiet -- well, my "muppy" (love that word!!) Ghost likes to make his feelings known when t'd off, but otherwise they're pretty silent. But yesterday I took Miss Congeniality (Missy) to the vet for the first time. Well, no sooner did we walk in the door than she locked eyes with the most adorable little fluffy Malapuppy. Back went her head and she set in to howling like a wolf. We ended up waiting for several hours -- typical on a sunday, I guess -- and she didn't so much as take a breather. And this lass doesn't have a lovely coloratura howl like my Rowan, who sings in tune with the sirens. Oh no, Missy roars from the diaphragm -- she sounds like she's growling out of deepest hatred and imminent intention to eat everyone in sight. Of course she's waving her plumy tail and smiling irresistibly at the same time, but it can be pretty disconcerting. The poor sick kitties were not pleased. However, the little puppy tried a couple of squeaky little howls too. Adorable! I'm still trying to figure out how to get the little movie out of my camera...
I'm trying to start up a Bitches Hall of Fame (a name to be worn proudly) -- collect most outrageous deeds of our highly talented lady queens, together with pictures, and make a "feature" on Texas Malamutes http://txmals.ning.com/. Do enter your ladies if you like!
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