He, He, He...

Good one Phil. Good one.

Who?!?!?

I knows my cousin Phil, and I trusts him.
But who is Buckeye Chuck or Staten
Island Chuck? And can we trust these
Johnny Come Lately new guys?

I don't think so.

Poor Phil

Them poeples makin' him wake-up early again so they
can take pictures of him. I hates them flashbulbs.

Oh by my whiskers and tail!

I do has the head achy this morning. My cousin Chesta, who that
the family never talks about cause he married a ground squirrel
but he's a good un and his misses is alright too, I just wish she
would stop tryin' ta fix me up with her sista, anyway they had a
party couple nights ago for some reason or another and I went.

Well the sista was there and Chesta had found these things
out in the snow near some odd tracks. He had chewed a hole
in the end of a couple and some fizzy stuff came out, some
was sweet and some sour and we all drank a bunch of it.

Now one thing lead to another and I woke up a couple of days
later with this headache and now the sista, who's name is
"Squeaks Like The Pines in a High Wind", is living here.
With me! I tried talkin' to her but it always took too long to
say her name so I gave up. I gotta think of something to call
her for short and I guess for awhile too.

¡Holy Guacamole!

I takes the summer off to work on my tan and I is forgotten!
Is That Right?
I don't think so.

Cheez-Whiz

It was windy taday. I wents out and it pushed my hair all over
tha place. I mean what's a fella ta do? I went back in for another
nap. I'll go out tamorra.

ReCheck it outside.

So I's up a couple weeks ago and it was bleak. I could barely see my own shadow
so I went back to bed. I didn't evens post. Now I's up again and things are lookin'
hopeful but I thinks I'll just get forty more for good luck.