Shiz ...
I hope you don't mind if I call you that. I was sorry that you were so unhappy when I had to leave today.
After Mitter Bob checked his email and stuff he took me out back on the long leash and I sniffed around over all my places. When Mitter Bob went to pruning and planting a shrub, he put me on my run where I sniffed some more. Then by the little rock wall by the irises, I thought I was onto something, I don't know what, a field mouse or something. So I began digging under the wall and did so for a couple of hours and didn't really find nuttin. But after the long car ride I needed to do something. I even moved heavy flat rock with my nose. Mitter Bob says he will have to rebuild about 4 feet of wall. He also said when my head was down where I was digging that my penis hung down as long as my tail. My tail was ticky-tic all the time I was digging he said. Regards, B
P.S. I agree wit you, EZ Pass takes the fun out of toll booths.
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