either there's a serial killer on the loose here in cali or small creatures are ripping out their insides in our garage.
either way, i need to solve the mystery of the missing spleens.
yours in sleuthing,
daisy, p.i.
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Daisy,
I hope you find the serial killer or get the suicidal woodland critters they help they need before I arrive. Let me know if you need anything from Texas.
Love,
Auntie Heidi
Dear Daisy,
Cats are strange animals. I've often tried to get near them to rip their batty little eyeballs out, but mommy often gets upset with me and separates us. I would recommend keeping your distance from Uncle Leo. If he's doing something to the mice or perhaps bringing in treats for your Mommy and Daddy, he may have a ploy to make you homeless very soon since he recently was sent to fat camp. I would recommend framing him. I've often found that ripping up the drapes or drinking all the milk - or even coughing up a giant hairball and then staring intently at a cat often gets them in trouble. Good luck with it and try to keep on your toes. Those cats (and their bratty little mice) are scary indeed...
Lots of love,
Abbie and Pene
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