I got Chrissy’s goodbye letter in the mail. She thanked me for being a great BFF. Ha!
Over by town hall, Friga and Mallary were discussing a crime TV show (CSI: Forest?). Friga nearly spoiled the show for Mallary, but stopped just short of naming the culprit. But she did rule out the guy with the spatula. Wait, what type of crime was it? Did they find the victim scrambled?
Fang was asking me about fashion, and how he looked in his shirt. I said he was too old for that shirt, and he was shocked. He has a great jaw-dropping emotion.
It’s Saturday night, so I checked out the weekly musical performance from K.K. Slider, the singing dog. He performed K.K. Technopop for me, although he looks a bit sleepy in this picture.
When I visited Broccolo, he asked me for a Peking Man. Maybe if you leave your windows open at night, you might find someone peeking in. I always hate when animals ask for a specific fossil, because the odds of finding that exact one are very slim. Unless he expects me to rob the museum, of course.
