Hey, Bob!
 
You didn't include Arkansas in your list of travels, but if you pass through
on your way to somewhere else, stop on by!  We don't have any tacos that I
know of, but we got plenty of hog jowls and grits.
 
I think Max is the only fuzzbutt in Little Rock, as we never see anyone else
from these parts on the FML, but he's great for a ferret fix.  And by the
time you get here, Max and I will have moved into our new digs, so there
will be plenty of room.  Matter of fact, we can probably make good use of
that brain of yours.  See, this new place is gonna have a bunch of
new-fangled things we don't know too much about.  For one thing, this place
has a room that has an automatic foot washer in it.  No lie!  The way I
figure it, you put one foot in, wash it, then push this little lever and get
fresh water for the other foot.  Max thinks it's for him to drink out of,
but who would let their ferret drink out of something they wash their feet
in?  Anyhow, the thing has two lids on it and I can't figure out why.  One
lid has a big hole in it (stupid, huh?), so I'm gonna take it off and use it
for a frame for Grandpa's picture.  I figure I can use the solid one to
clean fish on unless Max drags it off and hides it like he does everything
else.  There's lots of other strange things in the place, so we're hoping
you'll drop by and help us figure out what to do with 'em.
 
Be sure to let us know when you're coming a couple of days ahead of time so
we can lock Junior and Bubba in the shed.  They get kinda nervous around
long-haired academic types and I don't want their trigger fingers gettin'
itchy.  Knowwhatimean, Vern???
 
Ya'll come visit!!!
 
C.B. and Maximilian
Little Rock
[Posted in FML issue 1905]