I stuffed Gramma away and took over FB so I could talk to you. I keep watching for you to come back, but you haven’t come back yet? What’s up with that? Gramma almost forgot to feed Casey and me tonight. She tried to make up for it by giving us a peanut butter bone, but now I know I’m going to have be especially vigilant and make sure we get fed. The new punk in the back yard sure is yappie. The fence is going to be replaced soon and I’ll fix his yapper then. Just wait. Oh, and that silly pink elephant of Casey’s with the annoying squeek? Well, it was getting out of control and so I beat the tar out of it. Now it knows who’s boss. Casey keeps relying on me to make things happen. This is going to be a long, hard working stay. You should have warned me first. I see a shredded sock or two in your future.