#99 – Diminished

Dear Diary, It’s been chilly the last few days. And I’m not talking about outside! The Fat One has been chilly towards me since I jumped the porch and ran to Fr...

#96 – Evicted

Dear Diary, The Fat One woke up in a foul mood this morning. As did I. Why, you may ask? Because that numbskull, Fred, kept us awake all night singing! ALL. NIG...

#95 – The Local News

Dear Diary, I was lying on the porch, just enjoying the outdoors. Earlier, the Fat One had been sitting at his desk. He kept looking out the window and was acti...