Dear Barbara, its me, Butter

[Logan]

I haven't checked in for a while. Blame it on my mom. I have been right here, waiting on photo opportunities, but she hasn't had the camera out!

Life is good. I sleep, I eat, I dodge that dreadful Bulldog, and I hunt. Right now, I'm relaxing and my mom finally took a couple of pictures of me! This basket full of blankets is a great place to sleep!

I miss you and will try to keep in better touch with you from now on.

Love,
Butter

[Edwina's Secretary]

Dear Sweet Butterball of a Boy,

Sorry to horn in on your correspondence....but I thought you and the bulldog were pals? What happened?

[Logan]

He grew up, Sara!!!! He is probably 60 pounds of pure muscle now and he loves to tackle me at every opportunity. I have not swiped him with my claws, yet, but I will, eventually, if he gets too rough!!!!

Love,
Butter

[catmandu]

We hope that that Dog doesnt get mean Butter , and we hope that your Guardians see when he knocks you over for no reason at all.
Be careful Butter , a Dog that strong can hurt you even if hes only playing, they dont know thier own strength sometimes.

[Logan]

Gary, I heard the concern in your post. I promise, Mack is NOT that bad, and Butter is a pretty tough boy. He is just having to run away a little more frequently than he used to. I will not ever, ever let Butter be in danger, I promise.

Logan

[Killearn Kitties]

How lovely to see you again, sweet Butter. Barbara will be so pleased to get this note from you. What a pity that dog got bigger - you were such pals when you were younger.

[Randi]

Butter, I'm sure Barbara will be delighted to see you, as we all are. You look beautiful there in the basket.

Eating, sleeping and hunting are important things to do, but you must put some pressure on your mom to use that camera more often!

Kisses to you, Butter - and headbumpies from Fister.