Auntie Sorcha got this pair of warm fuzzies for her friend Matt, one for each foot. Second thought, one for each hand too. We playin' all the somebody done somebody wrong songs, over here in the corner in between Twister Bouts.

Where dat Sugar Dog go? She crapped out in the corner? Well, give her a nip o' the crayture, she done worked hard all this time. She deserve a good sleep and a vacation now. All them good works is hard on the soul, ya know?

Now, that JenElle person, I doan know 'bout her, she sendin' out messages 'bout Bad Vets, (Critter Docs, ya know?) Now, my critter Doc sign say " Sit. Stay. Doc is In" Seeems reasonable to me. I sit. I stay. Get drugs. Make life tolerable agin. Now, them female plumbing checks is somethin' else, agin. YUCK!!

Cleigh don't never seem to need no drugs, is possums immune to crisis? Mebbe I'll come back as a possum next time, huh? Jes git somebody blow up my ass and I be happy........