Precious Peeps it’s PITS here to heave you over the humpty.
We’ve had two days of sun so like Granny I’ve been tanning. She gets to have her lounger and I copy her on the foot stool.
We chatty chat about girl things like costumes and cosmetics. She may read some while I rest. The sun makes me so sleepy.

Dad also lit our fire pit for the fist time and that was fun. I felt really wolfie sitting there pretending we were back in the stone age. Wait though that cauldron is metal so make it the Iron Age.
The stinking Gizzard doesn’t like the fire. I think he’s afraid he might get singed with all that fluff.
Wouldn’t that be swell of a spark got lodge in his curls.
Oh I must run and tell Kong and we can dream of his demise.
That will keep me busy all day since it’s raining AGAIN! Love y’all abs we’ll talk Friday.
Blessing#2784-Puffs of Smoke








