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Basenji ATM Machines
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Susan Kamen Marsicano wrote:
I got the new issue of the Western Yodel today, browsed it, thought it was really a good one, and put it aside to read with my dinner.
I found a $10 bill which had been washed in pocket of my jeans (laundered money) in the middle of my bed (dead center), shredded. Then I grabbed the nearest flat surface, which was the Western Yodel magazine, to assemble the pieces of $$$ on. Made a kewl photo.
Tamara E. Allen wrote:
Batsy stole my check once. I looked at him before leaving, and there was mischief in those melted chocolate eyes. I spied my check on the dining room table, and thought, no way; you aren't getting that buddy boy. So moved it to the top of the upright player piano and told him not today pal.
Sure enough, got home - found he managed to scale the piano (not in a musical way) and shredded my check. I found some pieces, taped it together, and had to go in to request a new check.
Your story reminds me how Fawn taught my mom not to leave her purse out, with the zipper open.
Mom went to her room, saw Fawn immersed in her purse, only two hind legs and a curly tail sticking out -- Junior Mints were found, enjoyed, and eaten in a very un-lady like manner. Ever since then, Mom always puts purse way up, or shuts the door. Every year afterwards, Fawn would send her a box of Junior Mints for Christmas.
Batsy...trained the German Nuclear Plasma Physicist to close his door in our house. He shredded one of his papers on nuclear fusion... "hmm, well, I see I should have heeded your warning about closing the door. Mmm. Hmmm."......
Batsy either:
(1) saved the world from a horrid nuclear accident from Klaus' theories or
(2) ruined plasma fusion energy for the world.
Chris Maxka wrote:
Oh, this is way too funny!
Sometimes you can't glue all the pieces together, if the routing number or something can't be found or read. I've had to (sheepishly) request a new check a time or two...
Ashley Pistorio wrote:
It must be a B-thang. Bella will steal a $20 in a heartbeat. Of course she just runs in her wagon-train circle with her new prize. Newton, however, immediately looks for a secluded area (other room, crate, under the coffee table, behind the couch) to begin the masseration and ingestion of said paper toy.
Tamara - I can totally see Batsy D doing that one! And those eyes... hard to stay (or most times even get) mad. 
Sue Schulz wrote:
My basenji ATM machine story could have been quite ugly. Tyler, my first basenji and not my mom's favorite dog, was left to amuse himself in the kitchen for a few minutes one evening. We were going to go for a quiet evening walk, Mom, Dotti dog, Tyler and I, when it happened.
I came back into the kitchen and saw what seemed like millions of tiny, tiny pieces of paper shredded all over the kitchen floor. What in the world????? Tyler looked very pleased with himself. I looked on the counter and saw Mom's paystub. Hmmmm, where is the check. OH NO, NOT MOM'S CHECK!!! Tyler, what did you do?!?!?! I started picking up the pieces and grabbed the tape. Mom came into the kitchen and an odd, pale look came over her face. I tried to reassure her that I could fix it; everything would be just fine. Needless to say, the quiet walk did not happen.
The next day moods seemed a bit better and Mom took her heavily taped check to the bank. The teller took the check and proceeded to yell out for all to hear, "Hey, can I accept this check - the lady says her dog ate it".
Mom couldn't help but laugh, as she used to be a school teacher and heard that excuse so many times. After the laughter subsided the check was processed and all was fine. As I think back, I don't recall Mom ever leaving her paycheck lying around again,,,,,,,or mail, or newspapers, or napkins, or............
