#112 – Fresh-Caught

Dear Diary, The Fat One was sitting at the kitchen table rolling one of his nasty cigars. Knowing we were going out, Momma and I sat patiently at the front door...

#111 – Momma Nancy

Dear Diary, The Fat One was in the kitchen making sandwiches. Wonderful, DELIGHTFUL sandwiches! He laid out four slices of bread on the counter. Then he opened ...

#109 – Rupert

Dear Diary, It was a lazy day. The Fat One sat at his desk working. I was laying in my sunny spot displaying my magnificent belly. When you have a belly this ma...

#108 – Den Obehagliga

Dear Diary, I peered around from behind the trunk of my maple tree at the big bird feeder on top of the stick a little way from me. Red birds ate the black seed...