| I hope your animals are well-groomed. (That's how my grandma says I should start letters. Only she calls 'em "missives" -- what's that all about?) Yesterday we went exploring in the spooky mineshaft over by Old Man Phillips's farm. He got mad and yelled at us for trespassing, but we managed to grab a neat silver protractor before we left. I just read a bunch of manuals about applying decals to tiny plastics, and can't wait to try it! |