Once upon a time, there was this Princess dog named Sofie Marie. Like most princesses she had everything her Royal Highnie would ever desire. A mistress that loved her very much. Both sets of Grand- mistresses that did too. All her canine cousins of her kingdom regarded her as the fairest in the land. Her dear, little sister, Princess Victoria Josephine, loved her most of all..
She was always groomed with the latest of "foo-foo" style. Had many of the o' couture, canine fashions. The most wonderful yard and forest to explore and rocks to climb. Oh, and squeaky toys and tiny tennis balls . Her bed was of the finest fleece and animal- printed coordinating duvet where she would slumber all day and early in the cold winter nights. In the summer she enjoyed long boat rides on a beautiful mountain lake...she loved pointing her noise to the wind and barking out greetings to Mr. and Mrs. Loon or at the other dogs that came from the city to spend the summer in her kingdom. One would think that she didn't need anything at all. For hunger and thirst were never present in her life she had more then enough of all the comfort and love from one and all.
Ah, but there was one thing that she most wanted and it was forbidden territory and highly frowned upon for such a fair princess to even THINK about such a place. This place was called, "Le'Gar-Bage". Oh, but the temptation at times was so great yes, even this princess who lacked nothing, would find herself drawn to it's tempting aromas. She didn't care if she would dirty herself with the grease and grim and stinky things. She didn't care if she would drive her Mistress to despair, no, all she cared about was to be able to dig and hunt and tear and spread anything and everything all over the floor. To her it was so much fun and and so delicious she did not stop to think of what would or could happen. This was so unbecoming for Princess and a very hard lesson her majesty to learn and obey.
One chilly, autumn, night the Mistress and her husband decided to get in the white chariot with wheels and journey to
her most favorite grand people of all. Victoria Josephine came too but Sofie Marie knew she was the favorite and decided to spend most of her time one of their laps.
Sofie Marie and Victoria Josephine, raced into the house. They did their usual greetings throughout the house setting up a ruckus as usual too.
Princess Sofie claimed her favorite spot which was on Grand-masters lap. The mistress and her little sister spent their time with Grand-mistress.
Unbeknown-st to everyone else Sofie decided to sneak into the kitchen to where the beloved Le'Gar-bage was kept.
Her highly bred princess nose began to search for something delectable to eat. And she found it!
She ate and ate tore and tore until her royal belly was as round as could be.
Now the Mistress took one look at her and knew that that royal belly was a bit too round and the foo foo beard a bit too greasy and followed the trail to the mess. After a scolding and a quick washing of her mouth they went home and settled down for the night.
Well everyone but the the Princess Sofie Marie, for her stomach began to rumble and rumble and gurgle and gurgle...and she felt sick all over. Day after day for four days later her royal highnie was not well.
It was then decided that she must go to the hospital and the Doctor Vet. hooked her up to an I.V. because after he took her X-ray they saw that that royal round belly was stopped up with a CORN COB....this was corking up the Princess royal intestines. Doctor Vet. scolded the princess too and and after two days and nights and the threat of surgery...Sofie Marie the Princess dog was finally feeling her self again.
Now every one in the kingdom hopes that Sofie Marie will have learned her lesson that Le' Gar-bage' is not the place to find food...
and she and her little sister lived happily ever after.