Gwen Gone

Good news, everyone! On Tuesday, Gwen informed me that she’s moving out of town. 😁

Gwen: I'm moving out soon! I'm just too special to stay in one town for very long.

Queenie was walking around outside with a shovel, for an unusual reason: She was eavesdropping on people! She hoped to hear some “good dirt” on neighbors, under the guise of fossil searching.

Queenie: If you shovel for fossils near people just chatting away, you can get lots of good dirt on neighbors!

Later, she asked me for a new catchphrase. I opted for some ostrich onomatopoeia and I told her to say “awwwk!” 😛

Queenie: ...Awwwk!!!!, huh? How do you think that sounds, awwwk!!!!?

Gaston was sick with a cold, so I gave him some medicine. He said it tasted like a toenail milkshake; disgusting! How does he know what a toenail milkshake would taste like anyway? Maybe I don’t want to know. I don’t want to picture him with a milkshake mustache either…oops. 🤢

Gaston: Blech! This stuff tastes like a toenail milkshake. But if it tastes that bad, it must be good for ya!

After giving Gaston more medicine yesterday, he was over his cold by today.

Gaston: It was pretty much all I could do not to just crawl into a cave and whimper.

He thanked me for the help, and he gave me a life ring.

I found Gwen’s goodbye letter in the mail. So long, Gwen!

To: Jeff, I've decided to move away from Forest. It's hard to say bye to good friends like you. So I won't. Because I'm SURE we'll meet again somewhere! -From: Gwen