Mom and Dogdad are back from St. Louis and we're back from camp. But that flighty E.C. Bird is nowhere to be found.
We know lots of you took his plight to heart, offering him a sweater or a scarf or a sanctuary when he told you how distressed he was to find himself in the frigid Midwest. Nothing like compassionate canines to offer sympathy to a fellow suffering creature. Thank you for that!!!
But a day later, the region warmed up -- and yet, did E.C. Bird file the reports he promised as soon as his beak thawed and the reindeer flew home? No!!! Did he update his condition and his whereabouts? Did he offer to return the cam? No!! Did he look for another egret to fill in for him? No!!!
So here we are, back from our Christmas vacation with no stories from him, no pictures from him, no nothing to share from him. Fortunately, Dogdad snuck a few pictures in and that's what you see here.
The chilled street where Grandma lives.
Squirrel nests in the trees where our uncle and aunt live (Squirrel nests!!! We didn't know squirrels had nests.)
A pre-marathon-gift-opening Christmas tree.
And a silly someone familiar-looking wearing antlers. (We think it's Mom, 'cause she was kind of envious of all the dogs who were wearing antlers in their Christmas cards. )
But back to E.C. Bird. We had paid him in advance with a seven-day supply of his favorite fishes -- so we are wondering if we should have recourse to an attorney. That's not in the spirit of Chistmas and the holiday season -- so we're still undecided. What do you all think we should do?
Your pals, sending you lots of wirey love for the New Year,
Jake and Just Harry
Pee ess: (Shhhh, don't tell him I told you, but Jakey will be 6 years old on New Years Day!! J.H.)
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