Well, as I told you yesterday, Bertie is making me take a few days off. According to the itinerary that he has drafted, he and I will be eating turkeys (he has specifically stated multiple turkeys), squeaking toys, taking naps and sniffing under the front door. Mr. Punch, of course, has added his own ideas to the list. Apparently, I’m going to also engage in some manic slap-sticking and horseplay—likely with an actual horse. And, of course, there will be swazzling, squeaking and mad chirping. A look at Bertie’s calendar also shows he has a meeting scheduled with Mr. Stumpy Pants who, no doubt, will also have something to add to the agenda.
We may surprise you a bit over the weekend with a random post here or there—you never know. But, for the most part, we’ll be back with regular posts on Monday, November 26. Wish me well. I’m out numbered.
Expect some celebratory weirdness tomorrow...just because.
3 comments:
I hope that you and Bertie have a lovely Thanks - um - a- Giving. After having flamed Darcy and inadvertently incurring the wrath of Peep, I am now under witness protection. Nothing but gutter water and mutton-jerky for Thanksgiving for me. I mean, Darcy seems a gentle sort but that Bo Peep... Wow. Best not get in the way of her ribbon wrapped crook.
You're not very good at the incognito thing. But, maybe the spirit of the season will encourage Bo Peep to soften her wrath.
You're not very good at the incognito thing. But, maybe the spirit of the season will encourage Bo Peep to soften her wrath.
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