I hope you had a lovely, lazy summer spent with your parents and new baby brother. I too have a recently added little munchkin to my family, in the form of my cousin, Julian. We’ve met just once so far, but I think we had a successful first encounter. I licked his face while he was sleeping and he didn’t seem to mind. However, when diaper-changing time came around, it was my uncle John who was the troublemaker. All I wanted to do was to meet-and-greet him in the manner I’ve become accustomed. Nevertheless, John was adamant about limiting interference and I can’t say I blamed him. It’s his baby, not a park acquaintance.
I wanted also to show you a bit of what my weekends are like. After an early morning jaunt in the park, I head straight in the direction of my local coffee shop, but I’m not there to gab with baristas. A lovely lady in the neighborhood makes these homemade dog treats fresh everyday and they have since been nicknamed Crackballs. It’s not inappropriate. They are so delicious and addictive that no matter where I’m headed, if I’m within one block of this store, I will make a point of passing by, per chance Ryan or Caroline will pick up one or two for me. As you can see, I am so patient and well-behaved in my anticipation.
Your naturally organic drug-addicted friend,