Mine Fren Missy

Uncl Bill is furry sad an almos cannot typebite diss. Sew I will be
breef.

Missy wen to da Bridj to be wiff Maggy May, her meowmie, and her
brufur da gallant Winnie. Wee awl misses hersef butted da Bear, little
Samanfa an I gno about da Brij, sew wee can tak itted betterer. Uncl
Bill an Ant Micki are devestiated.

She wanned her boyfren, Maffew Harold, to gno dat gnoin him has bin
one of da hilights of her life. And she will see him later on.

Missy wuz happee an feelin ok butted she had sumfin rong dat da TED
coodn't hep. Hee letted her com hom an shee eeted gud and did fings
dat she wiked rite up to da day dat she went. Shee wooda wiked drivin
a truk in da current adbenchur and meeting a raccoom butted she is in
da arms ob Maggy May an of mine Mommy and of da Mother of us awl.

WooToo

Hoomin note: I couldn't type this until my lunch hour is almost over.
So many things making me sad right now. My brother's little dog is
clearly not going to come home. The best that we can hope for, and it
is very good, is that someone fell for her so hard that they had to
keep her. The last of Micki's wonderful Himmys, who have been such a
big part of my life, the last of Maggy May's line, is gone now. There
are a couple of other things but I have to get back to w*rk now.

--
Will in New Haven