Look, I’m *just* as cute as the rest of those bizzatches, and I write my own emails. WHEN are you gonna post me? How many emails do I have to send? Do you know how hard it is to hit the send button with a paw? I didn’t think so. Look at me—it doesn’t get any fluffier. ‘Nuff said.
Oh, and Peace out, Tater Tot (my bro). East Coast.
Thank you, Julia H.