Dearest Tink. Uncle Charlie has a tummy problem today, (too much information is unsuitable for your young self). My Momma came home to several surprises, and she had to scrub the carpet, give me a bath and now I have to spend the night in the laundry room with two gates so I can't jump out (I already escaped over the top of one gate, and broke out of my harness). I have been crying for her because this is the first time we have slept apart. She gave me some pink stuff and I hope I feel better tomorrow morning so I can eat breakfast. The pink stuff was icky and I spit it on the wall.
I am so glad that you had a wonderful party, and my Momma showed me all of the pictures. You were so pretty in your special dress and was your name embroider? (I can't spell that big word, Tink).
Now, I have to apologize to you, Winston, and Bernie for feeling jealous. Uncle Charlie shouldn't feel that way, but I think of Bernie and Winston, young pups, frisky and then I feel a bit old. But let me tell you, I played last night with two Yorkies and a big Lab, we ran and ran after a ball. It was so much fun, but had to quit because it was 80 degrees. So, I can run fast, will play nice with you and really want you, Winston and Bernie to be my special friends. I will try very hard to not be jealous, Tink.
The flowers from Bernie and picture of the dog singing are really cute. His Momma is very creative, isn't she?
Well, it is after 10:00 and I need to go to sleep now. Guess I will just lay down in my bed, missing Momma but she said either I sleep in the laundry room or a crate. I don't like crates. She thought I might jump off the bed in the night time and leave more surprises.
Sweet dreams to Tink, her Momma, Winston, his Momma, Ginger and Bernie, their Momma.
Love, Uncle Charlie
and my Momma