TOP SECRET
Although it may have been misguided, I and some of the other new MOMs wanted to prove our worth. RichyPoo, Max, Noushbag, Bellsaj, CubanoLoco and I were discussing the recent vigorous recruiting efforts going on over at the wardoggy camp. We decided it warranted a closer look and last night we embarked on a covert recon mission. Let me tell you, what we found…. It wasn’t good.
We started with an initial low level flyby. The first thing we noticed was that they had completed construction of their new hangar and squad house. Not only that, but there appeared to be another construction project nearing completion. We couldn’t really make out the second building. So we landed nearby and moved in. Here’s what we saw in the initial flyby.
We huddled together and decided to split up to scope things out. Noushy and I slipped into a side door that turned out to be the main hall. It’s really nice, but does have a bit of that not so fresh, musky, wet hound smell. Anyway the first thing we noticed was what appeared to be a brand new 72” Sony flat screen. It had a small tag on the side that said “Property of the 111th XXXXXXX”. I couldn’t make it all out it had been scratched too badly. On the wall next to that was a schedule of some sort for “Friday Night Movies” schedule. This Friday is apparently a double feature, The Crying Game, followed by Broke Back Mountain. On the wall on the other side was the real disturbing stuff. It appeared to be some sort of dastardly plan. I snapped a quick photo.
I began fearing for the sheep. Having seen all we needed to see there, we headed for the central corridor. We ran into Roo and Max who had just come from the new bunk room. They informed us that besides the quite pretty purple floral comforters, matching curtains and dollied pillows, that each bunk had one of these....
Again fearing for the sheep and knowing we had to get back to HQ to warn Muck to put an extra watch on the enclosure and barn, the four us headed for the front door. Before we could get there we ran into Tink, I mean Bell (man that pink skirt is distracting). He had been on look-out, with very nice pink pinstriped rifle. Apparently, we had narrowly escaped detection from the watch out front. Bell snapped a pic of no other than Dr Dave diligently performing his sentry duties out front…
Knowing we couldn’t make it out the front, we slipped to the back porch. I was shocked at what we found. It appears we were too late to warn Muck.
We attempted to rescue the poor lost lamb, but it was already foaming at the mouth and chewing on sort of pizzle stick. I’m afraid we were too late for that one. We ran back to our planes and meet up with Cubano, who had gone to check out the other construction site. I regret to say his report was no more encouraging than the rest. Here’s the front side of the new building.
An evil plot is definitely afoot. The sheep aren't safe and we know Muck isn't packing. Immediate action is required.
Gentlemen, I know this was an unauthorized mission and we probably had no business attempting to conduct it. However, you have to admit it returned invaluable intel. We dutifully await our orders and will gladly take whatever you feel we deserve like the Mean Old Men we are.
Respectfully yours,
PH (and the recon crew)