Don’t Persecute Me.

Dearest friends on the internet,
I trust Thursday treated you kindly today. I’m thrilled to report that Friday will be arriving in just a few short hours. This annoying week will soon be behind us.

I will be honest...I haven’t felt so great today. I stayed to myself most of the day and focused on my book. The woman says she thinks it’s just my IBD. The good news is that I ate every single bite of my supper so the woman said she thinks I’m probably going to feel much better tomorrow. Right now she is preparing the sofa for Fuzzy Sock Nite. She promised to rub my belly, which always helps.

My day was made a little bit worse because I had to tend to an obnoxious issue. Miss Holly Berry decided to think outside of the box and crapped in the kitchen floor. Of all the vile and disgusting things she has done, this one takes the cake. I was in no frame of mind to put up with this kind of foolishness. The woman came running right away to clean it up and fuss at Holly. The sad thing is that Holly could not care less. I point blank asked her why she did such a disgusting thing and she said “I’m an artist and I’m just expressing myself. Don’t persecute me because of my creativity!” She then sauntered off to climb into the closest cat bed she could find with Sammy. I swear these vile beasts will be the end of me for sure.

The infection rate for coronavirus continues to grow rapidly here in the US. The experts are begging people to practice social distancing, wear a face mask and wash their hands. I’m begging each of you to do the same. Maybe it’s because I’m not feeling so great tonight, but I’m worried. Please please please do everything you can to protect yourself and others. I’m so glad the woman doesn’t have to leave the house but I know so many other people don’t have that luxury. Please do everything you can to stop the spread of this vile virus.

Now please go wash your hands and go to bed. When you wake up it will be our favorite day of the week.

Very truly yours,
Bob