2006-10-27T05:39:00.000-07:00

hello there! morton the oki mutt here... glad to see you came back... (all 16 of you.) im not going to finish my story today for it has been a long two and a half years. but i will tell you a little more... here gose. after the tv incident jamie got a new tv from a girl she worked with. the tv was much bigger and we would all lay together on her little couches and watch CSI. i liked that show. i especially liked the commercial music on AFN. they always had a history lesson about the millitary and the differant events on the island. jamie use to tell us that on base they have alot more channels. if we got tired of AFN we would change the channal to something in japanese. we could understand it better than she could, and she always wanted us to embrase our oki haritiage. jamie was pretty silly, she had an AU phone and when every she would call someone back in the states a message saying that they would connect her in japanese. jamie memorized the message and would often repeat it over and over untell she would say it perfectly. i remember one time she took angel and i to the doctor in a taxi. jamie dosen't drive and i dont think she ever really will. she told the driver how to get there and then quoated the AU message. the taxi looked at her all puzzed like and asked "nun deska?" (what?) to this jamie asked "nunny?" (how a child would ask "what?") the driver then laughed and said "diezsha boo ney." (thats ok). it was pretty silly.
just a little bit more to keep you interested...
morton the oki mutt... out...

2006-10-25T06:26:00.000-07:00

hello my name is morton, and i am an oki mutt. this is some thing that ive had to come to grips with for the past two and half years of my life but all in all i think that being an oki mutt is the only exlpanation of why i live my life the way i do. to give you a brief listing of my past, my mother was a stray named halo and now lives with my father, bob in california. my father was born under a portable ER unit on Camp Lester Marine Corps Base in Okinawa. him and his brother tigger were rescued by a corpsman named bri when the captian of the the base ordered him and the rest of his family to be put to death by rat poison stating that it was a health hazord to have them roaming around and living under the ER. bri took it upon her self to rescue my fathers siblings after his mother had abandoned them. bri found homes for all except my father and his brother tigger whom she and her now husband tony took as their own and for a short time they all lived in a barracks room on base untill they moved out into a house.
to cut to where me and my brother angel come in, bri and tony moved into another house with their friend brandon. shortly after they moved in they found my mother wondering aimlessy outside. they soon took her in and before long she stared showing she was prago. along with four other brothers and sisters my half brother angel was born. it was thought that his father was tigger because of his long unkinked tail. but then when he was a constant talker and would never shut up it was soon assumed that bob was his father. after a few weeks of living with his mother on bri and tonys balcony, a corpsman named jamie who frequinted the bri and tony home took angel and had him live with her on the other side of the island. angel as a young'n was often left by him self while jamie was at work. he would cry and cry all day. jamie found that if she left to tv on he wouldn't cry as much. soon jamies friend anichka had to move back to the states and wouldn't be able to take her oki mutts styopa and timosha. they where both very much older than angel and so they were good company and good teachers. angel loved them very much. jamie soon moved in to a new apt right nextdoor to her old one.
it was around this time that halo again became prago and i was born along with seven other brothers and sisters. my mother had so many of us that she would often hide us and loose us. i got hidden the most i think. jamie wanted me the moment she saw me. she said that it was because my kninked tail, which makes two 90 degree angles, would curl around me when i napped. she called me morton after the game mortons list, but my nickname is poo poo for obvious reasons and because angels nickname was poopie. i usually respond when called poo poo cause ive been called it sooo much.
it wasnt long before jamie took styopa and timosha back to anichka in the states, and bri and tony brought me to jamies house to live. my brother angel and i were instanty pals. we would sleep all day and run around the house driving jamie nuts. angel was always talking as usual so i was always quiet. he would always talk for me. i soon found out that jamie had two turtles jessy and chester. i liked to play with them when they would escape from their tank.
i remember one time when jamie was at work for typhoon duty and angel and i were running around the house as usual when angel thought it would be great to get on top of the tv. jamies tv was just a small 20" with a vcr built in, and it was on the top of her corner entertainment system. well he got up there and started taunting me. well i wasn't going to have this and so i climed up there and just as i got tto where he was i big gust of wind burst through the open window and blew us and the tv off the shelf. luckly nobody but the tv was hurt, but angel and i laid low after that until jamie got home after a few days. to her and our suprize the tv was ok but the on button was permanently pushed in. she got mad but she got over it.
well this is not all of my story... not even close... comback soon to read more.;")
morton the oki mutt... out...