Dear Poppy
Last Friday was payday. That is when people give Puppaw money. I thought that he should share so when I saw a $20 note beside the bed I took it. $20 tastes jolly nice.
Boy was puppaw angry. He shouted at me about Earning Bacon, asked how I thought I would pay him back, and asked me how many more times does he have to tell me that his bedside table is out of bounds.
Really, what was the issue. We all know anything left within reach is fair game. And its only paper. I just don't get it!!
I am very worried I won't get any treats. I will have to be extra loveable this weekend.
Love, a richer Mugs!
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