A note from Genevieve:
I swear it wasn’t my fault.
There it was: a sorta round thing that was just laying there. We all played with it, you know, rolled it a little. Scratched at it…and no one would admit to putting it there, but I think that Americauna that fancies herself some sort of desert queen was the one…well, anyway, eventually I got bored and just ignored them all.
But someone sat on it! I swear it wasn’t me—maybe Ming did it. But really, what difference does it make, there was another one there all of a sudden. Where are they coming from?
P.S. (From Ming Ming)
That woman that comes here some time? She craaazzzy. She was just laughing like looney over that toy thing we were all rolling on. It no taste good anyway. No, not me that pecked at it. I like corn better.
(Post written by Sharon)