Better Sleigh Than Never

Today I received Biskit’s goodbye letter in the mail. I knew it would be coming, but it’s still sad to say goodbye. He was such a good dog. 🐶

Dear Jeff, Moving day is finally here, and I keep thinking of the fun times we had. Those memories are what I'll take with me to my new town, not just boxes and stuff. I'll miss you! -Biskit

Rosie told me about a contest to find the next Little Miss Baked Ziti, and she asked if I would like to do it together. I assume she meant helping her out or whatever. 😛 But then she remembered that I was a guy, and she said boys are too stinky to enter.

Rosie: YOU can't enter! You're a BOY! Boys are too stinky to enter a contest like this. Everyone knows that.
You don’t have to be rude and call me stinky. 😛

I helped out Antonio by delivering a gift to Sydney for him. He thanked me for the favor by giving me a sleigh. It may be a bit out of season now, but it’s still an ice gift.

Moments later, Big Top wanted that same sleigh.

Big Top: Hey, could I have your sleigh to remind me of you?

I told him he could have it for free, but he paid me 368 bells for it anyway.

I took the bus out to the city and walked into Shampoodle. St. Patrick’s Day is coming up, so I paid 3,000 bells to make my annual transformation into Mohawk McClover.

Mohawk McClover stands in the Shampoodle salon.

Phineas was standing in the city, so I asked him for a balloon. Unlike last year, he gave me a red one this time…so it didn’t match my outfit.

Later on tonight, I returned to the game. I attended K.K. Slider’s show in the Roost, where he performed “Soulful K.K.” for me.

K.K.: All right, get ready to dig the riffs on this ditty: Soulful K.K..

There was a meteor shower going on in the sky tonight, so I stopped to watch a few of them go by.

Two shooting stars fly overhead.
“Ahh, there goes two!”