Hi folks!!
 
We just gotted a chance to check our mail for the first time in a long ol'
time.  Well now, we was mighty surpriseticated to learn that some folks was
writin' to us and askin' if us and our Paw Paw had be done kicked the
bucket!!  Hmmm.  If we had, reckon who woulda read them letters?
 
Anyways, we is all fine - includin' them high fallootin' cat type critters
that we ain't managed to run off yet.  It seems that the Old Fert and Mee
Maw be done went and gotted all covered up with pooter work to do for
customers of their pooter bizzness.  They's been a'workin' some dreadful
awful hours and just ain't been too much fun lately.  We's been doin' our
bestest to help them out - specially when the Old Fool gets up from the
pooter for a stretch or a scratch - forgetting that his left hind laigbone
don't work no more.  He flops and hollers, even makes bad smells, hopin'
that Mee Maw or us will notice that he's actin' pitiful and will do
somethin' about it.
 
Mee Maw just ignores him on account of because that she's knowed him longer
than us has.  We jumps in and gives him the attention that he's askin' for -
on account of because he thinks he needs it.  We sticks our noses up his
nose holes and into his earbones and sneezes just as loud as we cans.
Dependin' on just how pitiful he's actin', we gives him mouth-to-mouth
redistribution sometimes.  If'n none of that don't work, we commences to
havin' one heckuva wardance all over his body, face, and fambly parts.
That's usually gets him back to work!
 
So, we's all still here - just so busy that we can't remember whether or not
we should scratch our watches or wind our rear ends.
 
Many much loves to all our ferret, critter, and human-type friends.  Many
much prayers, comforts, and healing thoughts to anybody who needs them this
day.  Paw Paw and us pray to the Father Spirit of the Native Americans.  Mee
Maw's an Episcopalian.  We think that the cat-type-critters are Bhuddists.
We ain't real sure about that possum that keeps stealin' stuff outa the
dryer, but we're sure that his prayers are heard too.
 
Joy to the World!
 
Tater and Odie
[Posted in FML issue 1956]