I aint been writin much cuz we be busy here. Lass nite it blowed like a bad truck goin by the house. Daddy thot we wud lose the porch. He goes out a lot and then he cum back in and say, "Geez Loueez! It gonna blow down the house!"

We stayed on DaDDy's lap sum. Then we go to bed wif him, too. All nite it roared like a choo choo train and shaked the whole house.

But our Daddy he warm and snuggy inna bed so we OK.

Bisbee birfday is Saturday, an he is sick. He all puffy and eats alot. Daddy worried BOut him.

Bunjii he sick too. He stays inna kitchen now. DAddy got him a little bed for where he stayz. DAddy pik him up and carry him to the litter box so he can poop and pee.

I hope it get warm agin and be all green outside. I shure miss that.

Be gude!