A Dogo on the front (2024)

11/04/2020

Please stay safe and healthy. If you need cromchys or treatos please let us know. The fighting here in Lapistania has completely stopped during this global pandemic. Even El Gatos minions know how important it is to wash your bits and stay away from others. Use this time to give special attention to your four legged friends. And remember, we can't get sick from this so far, but you hoomans can. We are concerned and love you all.

All my best boops, bleps and mlems,
LT. Sully,
3rd Puperino infantry.

17/01/2020

My dearest Daisy,

Things are calm for the moment here at the front, and I am taking a well deserved rest after a very dangerous mission undercover with the local guerrilla cell. I savor my treatos and think of you and your golden fur.

How I miss you. The garbage is not quite the same without you by my side. I miss your quiet, warm snuffles in my ears and I miss the way your butt smells most of all, but I have to do my duty; I must guard Lapistania for all; Most of all, for you. One day I will return and we shall be reunited. But until then know that I am here doing what I must do so that you may be there and and kept free from the scourge that is El Gato and his minions.

Longingly,Boops to your snoot
Yours always,

Lt. Sully
3rd Puperino Infantry.

09/01/2020

Message to Brigade Actual
Subject: Operation Crazy Kot Lady
Clearance: Eyes only

As ordered and not without significant personal peril, I have gone deep undercover as a Babushka in an attempt to lure El Gato's Minions into my trust. My dignity as an officer of the Lapistania Pupperino infantry is but a small price to pay for our homeland. So far my ruse has been successful and I have gone undetected.

I am learning many things about our enemy. I will of course forward a full report on the intelligence I have gathered once I have returned from this mission, however one Item of note worth mentioning at this time is that some how they are receiving semi-regular supply drops of canned tuna and salmon.

I suspect the hoomans may have something to do with this but I cannot verify. It is too early to tell and the local enemy cell has not taken me completely into their confidence .The quality of the supplies far outstrip the treatos that we receive on our side of the wire.

The supply drops began shortly after the Agent provocateur, code name "Porch-Cat" became know to us. This could signal a new backing for El Gato's faction. The angry bushy tailed tree dwellers may be involved as well but this is more of a gut feeling than based on any hard intelligence.

One thing that puzzles and disturbs me greatly about the situation is the question of how the despicable guerrillas of El Gato are able to open the cans without thumbs. If they have evolved thumbs, our cause is lost and we are doomed. Please advise S5 that we may have to prepare for this eventuality.

Nothing follows,
Lt Sully
3d Pupperino Infantry

27/12/2019

My dearest Daisy,

Today I have taken on a special duty protecting the large hooman. My suspicions of the agent known as Porch cat have proven to be warranted indeed.

Porch cat has been attempting to trick the humans into our fortifications here in Lapistania. The foul villain was successful and and he was let through the door and allowed to stay until morning on a particularly cold night.

His churps and purring lulled the hoomans into a sense of complacency and this four legged avatar of corruption was allowed into the bed chamber . I have known since I was just a pup at my dams teat to never trust a cat. Hoomans are teh dumb.

Late at night when all the good citizens of Lapistania were tucked into their beds sleeping deeply I chose to snooze my self for a few moments ,when without warning, out of my slumber I was awoken by the Big hooman yelling. He was using language usually reserved for when he catches me trying to raid El Gatos supply depot of yummy stinky cromchy treatos. Truth be told I don't understand why they save them when they are so yummo.

I will spare your tender ears my sweat Daisy, the language the big hooman used in his anger, but apparently, The evil furry churl attacked the large hooman and sank his fangs into his big toe as he was sleeping. The Porch cat claims he thought it was a mouse under the blanket and he was just trying to protect his benefactor. This is of course a bold faced lie as I can tell you, the hooman's feet definitely do not smell like a mouse.

The porch cat has been again relegated to beyond the walls but I see him lurking. He is out there growing stronger. Who knows what he might try next.

My most loving boops to your snoot,
LT. Sully
3rd Pupperino Infantry.

24/12/2019

Lt.Sully and crew wishes you and yours a most joyous holiday season. Merry Chistmas, Happy Hanukkah, Slamin' Saturnalia, and a Cool Yule.

Lt. Sully and the agents of El Gato would also ask that if you can, please drop a bag of dog food or cat food off as a donation to your local animal shelter and report all cases of animal abuse.

22/12/2019

My dearist Daisy.
There has been movement of the lines and a deep incursion into Lapistania by what I though was an agent of El Gato. But judging by the reactions of the enemy to this incursion. This provocateur seems to be from a different faction. Strange things are afoot.

In other news the treatos have been coming with regularity and since the brief incursion. The local agents of El Gato have stayed entrenched on the high ground of Kitchenistan. It is possible, I may have found an ally that could turn the tide of this horrible conflict and allow me to return to you sooner than anticipated.

It is another dreary gray and wet day here on the front. The cold hurts my snoot. I wish to snuffle you and return the summer to my heart as well as my fur.

Yours forever and my most loving snoot boops to you.
Lt Sully,
3rd Pupperino Infantry.

10/12/2019

My dearest Daisy
Apologies for taking so long to pen this missive but a sickness, a foul malaise, has swept through the land. I would be remiss if If I did not say I was concerned. The hoomans that wander this land were laid low by some foul nastiness. Treatos and cromchy bits were slow to come. I know they tried but I still feel as if they should have planned better.

I am starting to have misgivings about the large hooman. He often comes in smelling of the evil porch cat. I know he does not understand just what devil's spawn he associates with. At least the local agents of El Gato will stand a line and join in mutual combat the way an honorable solider should. That evil feline however does not but slink on the other side, forever out of reach.

In good news I have found this chewy. It is quite delicious and lasts for a long time. It is fun and I will find a way to rend it to shreds.

As always my snoopiest boop snoots,
Lt Sully
3rd Pupperino infantry.

26/11/2019

Comander,
While on patrol today I was attacked by the dread water serpent. He is a slippery and cunning foe. He vanishes from my bite as quickly as he appears. We engaged in combat multiple times but it seems even my fearsome teeth could not damage his flesh. My terrible and mighty jaws would snap shut hard, like the refrigerator door when I am trying to forage for a bit of a cromchy morsle from the hoomans hoard, and they would close upon nothing. We should perhaps send agents to negotiate with it. We may not be able to defeat it in combat but perhaps we could work out an alliance of sorts. I suspect the serpent would make short work of El Gato were we to convince him to take up our struggle in the name of Lapistania.

Lt Sully
3rd Pupperino infantry.

25/11/2019

My dearest Daisy,
Wolfenoot has passed an the struggle for Lapistania has once again been taken up with a strident resolve on each side of the line. El Gato has taken the high ground of Kitchenistan and has been bringing in dirty outside mercenary scum to cut us off from the best sunning spot in the land. I do not wish to worry you my dear but these are dark times indeed, however in my mind the scent of you on the distant breeze gives me strength. When I think of you and your long golden fur I feel like a pup once more with not a concern in the wide world but where to enjoy a snooze or perhaps a surprise bounce upon one of my littermates. Those were golden care free days indeed. As the shadows draw the day to a close I will tuck my nose under my tail, close my eyes and dream you. I did receive the package you sent me. It was delicious. Though in my haste I must admit I did eat the wrapper. I gib 6 stars.

My warmest snuffles

Lt Sully
3d Pupperino Infantry.

23/11/2019

Lt. Sully and all of El Gatos minions wish every one a happy Wolfenoot!!!!!! Snoot boops and treatos for all the goodest bois and girls around the world.

23/11/2019

My dearest Daisy,
Today the battle falls silent. Wolfenoot is upon us. Even El Gatto respects this day. We have gathered a humble number of cromchies and there will be peace and a small celebration where the traditional booping of the snoots will be enacted and butts will be sniffed. I wish I could be home with you to run in the fields and p*e on everything, perhaps even find a trash bin or four to topple and root through...This respite is good, and while I know that on the morrow the struggle will begin anew and with fresh and terrible vigor, these few brief hours of peace give me strength.

As always,
My most loving snuffles

Lt Sully,
3rd Pupperino infantry

22/11/2019

Comander
Urgent message from the front!
El Gato has not only allied with the bushy tailed tree dwellers but they have brought in a specialist from parts unknown. This agent of the empire appeared out of nowhere. I am most concerned He ( and it is most assuredly a he ) has taken control of the porch and one of the best sunning spots in the nation. I fear we may be doomed. Please send reinforcements as soon as possible. If no reinforcements ......perhaps a snausage or three or even some of the cromchy green cold things that leave wonderful stringy bits between my chompers.
Enclosed is a photo of this latest agent provocateur.

Lt Sully
3rd Puperrino infantry.

21/11/2019

Comrad Citizen Comander,
We have recently learned where the supplies for Lt Sully and his unit are being routed through. In a bold move we have seized the high ground of Kitchenistan!!! We now will be able to cause havoc with the 3rd Pupperino infantry by interrupting their supply lines! Between random airborne attacks and our ability to contaminate food supplies with clouds of shed fur we hope to starve them out and claim Lapistania as our own.

For the glory of the feline empire.
Capt (acting) Luna

End transmission

20/11/2019

Comrad Citizen comander,
We have Lt Sully in our sights. He is quite distracted by the decadent smells of cooking chicken wafting from the neighboring town of Kitchenistan. His impatience will be his undoing.
In other news our campaign of ignoring the hoomans seems to be working quite well as they continue to give us daily offerings of food and clean our litter box. Though for some reason they keep clearing the hairball mines we have been placing under the cover of darkness.

Operation poopinshoe is still in place but we are awaiting for the proper moment when it would best to cause disruption to Lapistania.

All power to our glorious leader and the Feline empire!

Mlem.
End transmission.

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