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My Bed again, hmmm snuggly,

My Room

Dear Mum and Dad,

Today I feel a lot more cheery because of finding a big haystack by Beech Grove. Only it was not a haystack really, it was my furniture buried in moose grass by Smells.

Also, a big to Smells for stopping messing me about (mostly). That is because he has gone all soppy over Normus for having big mussels and bashing that moose. (By the way, it was kwite tasty, lipsmack, lipsmack.)

Now Smells is busy outside playing Jack and the Cabbagestalk with Normus. Smells lets both of them be the Giant-bashers, so Normus likes it 2. Sometimes they creep up behind people, going bonk.

I was that people 1 time so I said a loud Ouch! Then Smells went and cuddled Normus’s leg, saying to me, “Be quiet, I hate you Little. I only like Normus now!”

Funny, I did not know he liked me before. Oh well, never mind, as long as he leaves me alone. Now I can have a quiet readupp and maybe find a nice new adventure to have.

By the way, I got your short card saying WAKE UP!!!! Plus saying, “Your faymuss ancestor Blackfur was a Pie Rat not a Rat Pie, you Blunking Blip ect. Plus he was sitting on a chest full of treasure, so get out of bed and go and find it NOW!”

Sorry, I still do not get it. What does that mean, Pie Rat?

Yours headscratchingly,

Little Dimp