POOR FAR APART MOOZIES

I was sitting on the step last night watching the sun set.  Fart was sitting next to me.  He had just given me my evening brushing.

The sunset was lovely, the jackals had started laughing at each other and we had heard an owl call.  Lovely it was.

Then one of the moozies in the field next to our little cottage, started yelling really loud. 

Fart and I got such a fright!

Anyway a few seconds later the moozie yelled again.  Really loud it was.  I did not think anything of it when next thing there was a distant yell from afar.  Our moozie shouted back and the distant moozie responded.  They ended up have this long distance cell phone call – without the cell phone though, when last did you see a moozie using a cell phone.

Fart and I felt so sad.  Here were these two moozies calling each other like elephants and lions in the Serengeti.  So far apart, and through no fault of their own.  They might have been husband and wifey – like fart and my mummsy who live far apart and SMS each other everyday cause they love each other so much.

Shame Fart was sad I had to go and put my paw around his shoulders and give him a lick.

I love him so much.