New Year's eve

Just after I left St. Loulis, this terrible tornado hit

near Interstate 40 and Lindbergh Blvd.

I feel terrible about the people hurt and the

damage to buildings. I left Teka behind to help

the firemen and headed toward New Yawk City.

As you may have seen in my Sweet Friend Asta's Bloggy, we

had a wonderful ride through Central park, and we had just

gone back to her apartment to watch the fireworks over the river.

We were sharing another Pawtini in front

of her windows, when suddenly we spied a

plane flying straight toward us!

A purple Plane, flying over New Yawk City.

A Very, Very Crowded purple plane!

OMD!

It is Butcho! And all our pals.

And they are buzzing Times Square.

Oh my.

You know, there are reasons

that the Air Traffic Controller folks are

touchy about the air space over NY City!

I was very nervous. I was hoping that Butcho

did not get into trouble.

We heard on TV that they scrambled the Blue Angels

Flying Team and made the purple plane land at La Guardia.

Asta and I were soooo anxious about our pals. We held paws and

told each other to be very brave. We heard lots of sirens and stuff and

then the door man called to say that the police were in the lobby of Asta's

building with a bunch of dogs in tow!

So we went down in the elevator and signed my dad's

name to a lot of papers saying that he would be responsible

for any further disturbances.

Well, that was the end of the romantic evening I had planned.

Instead we are having a slumber pawty with lots of our friendses., and

tomorrow we will finish the rest of the surprise for Miss Asta.