The Bombs Are Bursting In Air

Dearest friends on the internet,
I hope this message finds you well. To all of my American friends, I hope your Independence Day celebrations have been safe, with lots of face mask wearing and social distancing.

Currently our neighbors are blowing crap up in their backyards. All of the vile beasts are freaked out and I am worn out from trying to tend to them. I’m certain Oliver the dog is going to need therapy after this. He is completely wrapped up in a quilt, shaking like a leaf. The woman is holding him but it doesn’t seem to be helping. For the life of me I will never understand why humans think setting off explosions is cool. I want them to stop it right now! It is time to simmer down out there and go to sleep! KNOCK IT OFF!

In other news, we had a rather quiet day. We did receive some sad news. Remember the other day I was telling you about our angry mailman? Well, apparently he lost a very important key while he was out delivering mail. He thinks he dropped it when he got out of his truck to throw...I mean, deliver a package. He said he will lose his job if he doesn’t find it. (I would love to know what the key is for...must be important). Now I feel sad for him. So I sent the woman out to comb through the yard to look for the key. I made her stay out there for two hours looking for it but she came back empty handed. Poor guy...

The woman and I watched Hamilton last night. She loved it. I particularly liked the fact that Mr Hamilton was a writer. Who knows, maybe Lin Manuel Miranda will write a musical about my life one day.

I must go meditate to hopefully de-stress from all the bombs bursting in air. I hope you have a lovely evening. Please make sure you wash your hands, especially if you’ve been in areas that are very peopley.

Very truly yours,
Bob