Rags, Sylvester, Chester-Cheeto, and Pooh-Pooh all miss you, little feller. After three weeks, Sylvester still thinks I am hiding you somewhere. Like I promised, I am giving Sylvester extra love for you. Bennie said he misses you, too. I cry some, but not as much. I tend to get choked up in the mornings when you are not there to rush the door and knock me over. Someone e-mailed and wanted me to take Pedro in, but I just couldn’t. We called a reporter and she ran your story in the paper. We know where the responsible party lives, and we sent him a letter expressing our grief for his irresponsible actions. Bennie is going to volunteer helping furry creatures find good homes.
We will be alright, in time.
Everyone is OK, go in peace.
| Margie |