Hi G-Fans!
The concierge's eyes are looking suspiciously droopy, so I have to get my message out fast.
We had a very cold morning - it was in the thirties! We were cold even in our fur coats....!
We were spoiled by Harry's concierge today, we aren't saying anymore so she doesn't get into trouble. The concierge can be so difficult!
I heard that the humans were acting stupid around pumpkins, I don't know much about the situation, but what I could glean from overheard conversations was that there was tear gas and general mayhem. I am glad to not be around mayhem. Mayhem makes me anxious.
Unless, of course, it is mayhem I have created, that is a whole other scenario!
Tonight was a late night school walk with little to report.
I understand we are latch key kids for the most part tomorrow morning. Something about driving in traffic and test results. I hope she passes, she will be so much more fun to be around if she does a good job...
I know I should wind it up, but there was ONE thing on the walk that I think I need to share.
Harry has taken pages out of Bertie's Poop Handbook. He now needs to go in the brush like Bertie, but he has raised the bar. Yesterday he squatted on a log and left a sculptural masterpiece, but today he outdid himself. He found a thin seedling along our walk that was the perfect height for him. He straddled it just so and then when his poop came out the seedling split the poop in half - lengthwise - as it was coming out - as his concierge said, "like the playdoh factory!"
They thought that was a laugh riot.
Too bad it wasn't on film, it is hard to create the image for you in words!
So, may your creativity know no bounds!
RRFN!
-G
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