Wed. July 27th
FOREVER FRIENDS
Bonjour Grann,
I never got much time with my real Papa. I don't much remember him, but Ma mere says, "Your Papa adores the ground you walk on!" She never said an unkind word about him to me; but I know body Language.
I know you don't want in the middle, Grann. I won't put you in the middle. I know your feelings.
Bobby is right about Papa. I don't mean him not being our real Papa, we know this, Grann; but thinking Bobby and I were born to be his servants when we're not, we're children too, not just his precious Debbie Lynn and Patricia K.
Bijou is my friend. I'm not alone. She has a friend. And she's not alone. She has me and I have her. Bijou and I are loyal everlasting.
But the treats must be sparingly, we have to eat through the winter months.
I believe Bijou and Binky have come to an understanding. I discovered the two lying in the meadow, feet apart, resting from some sort of earlier horseplay.
