Deer Santa...furst of all I no dat my sistur speks is not here anymore cauz my mommie toad me dat she waz sik and died. Well, we neber got along anyway so I kant say dat I'm sorry. But pweeze Santa, can you stop my mommy from habbing water run from her eyez?? Day dont look bery good on her and she is sad all da time. I twy to follo her around all da time and gib her comfort but I dont no if I'm doing a good job.
If I could ask one more thing, pweeze Santa? Kan you uz yur majic and make shure dat 2006 is a gud year for eberbody and eberbody's pets? I tink that there haz been too much sadnez around Pet Talk and I tink it shud stop.
Tanks
yur friend, Max
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
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