Tinker, are you alright? Is your Momma feeling well? Has Winston been to your house? Bernie? Bernie seems to be very determined to escape and give you kisses. Same with that boy Winston --- just boys and not like Uncle Charlie.
Well (clears throat), I would like to kiss you too (oh, oh ~ Momma gave me the look again. Phooey.)
I was going to send you a picture, sweet Tink, but the groomer cut me very short, and Momma is not pleased.
So I went from a wooly mammoth to a gent with a crew cut. Momma said "Charlie, I can see your bootiful eyes now, but your hair is too short". Of course, I thought she didn't like me anymore just because of my new haircut. So, I looked at her, whined a little bit, licked her hand...then, she picked me up and said "I am sorry, Charlie, I love you but miss your furry coat so I can nuzzle your fur".
The next time Momma takes me to the groomer, it will be up to me to describe my haircut. Momma just said "like before". Well, guess what? No haircut for two months and then just a trim because the weather is changing.
Hey, Winston. Do you have a full coat? I know Bernie and Ginger have pretty coats; Tinker has a beautiful black, shiny coat and wears girlie dresses.
Well, I just wanted to say "hello" to you, Tinkerbelle. I hope your leg is stronger and no more seizures. PS My mouth is healing and feel much better.
See you in the funny papers!
Charlie Barley