My dearest Oscar
I am so breatheless, Grandma yelled there is E-Mail and I was picking em
up and putting em down, I rounded that corner on 2 paws.
Well things are in a flurry around here, everyone is hussling about talking
about our trip. It is going to be verrrrrrrry hard for us to find some
private time. I am so afraid Ajax is going to be his normal overbearing
self, Dizzy will bore you to death about England vs Texas, and Grandma is
talking about chaperoning us. Makes me feel like I am just going along
for the ride, a kit.
I keep asking about a date and Grandma says be patient, be patient. The
poor lady gets off track a lot at her age, hard to keep her centered on
the important stuff but I'm bearing down on her.
Did you try some of that turkey stuff for the holiday? I just wasn't
brave enough. To think of eating it makes me just shudder. How did our
anchesters ever manage it. Glad I was born in the days of TF.
Well, I hope you are getting ready for us. I just keep singing and
singing - oh, these paws were made for dancing, tralalala, and that's just
what they're going to do, tralalala, these paws are going to dance all over
you, bong bong bong.
Take care until we can quit dreaming and start living. yahhh
Your sweet little Easy Off via
Millie and her celebrating, cheering, carrying-on noble cleaning crew
Easy Off: the most perfect ferret in the whole wide world
Ammonia: Poor me, I'm not perfect and don't have a blemish on my nose.!
poor poor me, snurkle snurkle snurkle
Cascade: Dizzy, I have some biology books here I want you to read, to
just give you an idea about nature.
Ajax: Oh, these sprites were made for wresseling, that's just what I'm
gonna do, tralalala, I'm going to wressel and torment and batter and
Dizzy: If I got a big pot, I put Cascade in and then Joy in, melted
them together, then maybe I could get some consistency around here
Joy: Ammonia, stop that snurkling, you sound like a freight train with
the shovel stuck in the boiler.
[Posted in FML issue 2509]
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