Dear Peanut

Please do not feel bad. It is not your fault. I still love you and will be there for you when this mess is all cleaned up. You have been mistreated and much maligned. I know how that feels, cuz I have a sister. I just wanted you to know that there are lots of us out here who will be sitting and staying just for you.

I love my girlpup Gretta more than you, but after her, you are right there next in line with beef, cheese, cookies, chicken, liver and those gourmet cookies Zubee's family sent. Please get well soon.

Good boy,
Buddy