Dear Poppy
I just learned a new word from Granny. It begins with an "f" and rhymes with duck, which I like to chase at the floaty house.
Anyway, all I can say is: what the rhymes with duck!!!
How do you manage to get yourself into so much trouble? I have only been to the vet five times, and three of those were for normal check ups. You seem to go all of the time. I hope you are not sickly.
How silly of you and Jack, although I am very glad you did not drink any of the bad stuff. In America we have a punishment called "Tar and Feathering". Is that what really happened? Were you naughty again and being punished, but are in denial.
Well anyway, I do hope you are ok and that your hair grows back quickly. Please be careful, I can get my passport in two weeks and then I can come and visit. I may be a bit delayed as Puppaw let his expire and he has to get one as well.
Lots of love,
Mugsy
PS You can have Granny and Grandpaw back. Grandpaw thinks I am a boy and Granny wants to change my name.
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