Muzzer is in St. Loulis, and I am giving you a Gussie update.
Well, dad is in charge this weekend, so the treats are cut back, there are no leftovers, and we watch every baseball game on TV! The up side of this is that I pretty much get to run the place, and today, I cleaned out muzzer's closet and made a really neat pillow case out of two sweaters that said they were cashmere, but I thing they are only angora. That will teach them to lie on their tags! HAH.
Oh, you want to know how Gussie is doing?
OH! That Gussie. Well, I guess he is OK. Whatever they did to him when they made muzzer wait outside of the room must've been good for him, because his Rodney pocket is hardly swollen at all. Of course, he is sad because he misses his muzzer, but I told him that tomorrow I will make him a pillow cover out of two other sweaters that I found today. That should help, right?
I'm gonna go now and see if I can get that cell phone of Dad's to work so I can call Swede William.