It was storming in town tonight, just like it was last Saturday. I got a letter in the mail from Mom, and she wrote about how autumn snuck up on us.
Today is La-Di-Day, so the animals in town were talking about their singing skills. Kiki even said that’s going to become a superstar! Good luck, Kiki!
Joey the duck was sick with a cold, so I gave him some medicine. He flipped for it. Get well soon, ducky.
A new “Talking to Myself” message on the bulletin board talked about safety. The author always sets things down horizontally instead of vertically.

I went to the museum, where Blathers identified some dino droppings for me. And downstairs in the Roost, K.K. Slider performed a waltz.
In front of town hall, Hopper asked me if I was from the countryside. The option for yes was “wooo-haaa!” which I thought was pretty funny. π

My villagers continued to talk about the (potentially) new town tune, but no one actually sang one for me. That’s because I generally just talked to each villager once, and they don’t usually sing unless you talk to them a few times. Oh well, I’m fine with the town tune we have now.
I did a little fishing, but not much. I saw some large fish shadows in the ocean, but none of the were coelacanths. Every one was either a sea bass or a salmon.
I wrapped up my night by making a 25,000 bell mortgage payment at town hall.



Crazy Redd was in town, and I used the password “bean curd” to get inside his tent. He had a scary painting for sale for 3,920 bells, so I bought it. Over at the museum, I learned that it was a genuine painting! So Blathers happily accepted it for display in the museum.
Next, I visited Rhonda and saw that she was finally over her cold. She thanked me for the medicine I’ve taken her, and she gave me a token of her appreciation…a grapefruit table. Good thing I didn’t buy that one at the shop (even if it was a juicy deal).
I caught a few fish and bugs, but nothing very valuable. Since I didn’t earn much money tonight (and what little I did earn went to pay for that painting), I didn’t make a house payment this time.
September is here now, and that means the salmon are making their run. I caught both the regular salmon and the king salmon in town.
You may notice a note in a bottle next to me in that picture. I opened it up and it contained a letter from a pen pal.
A new “Talking to Myself” message was posted on the bulletin board outside of town hall. It mentioned a song that’s supposedly popular in other towns.

So when they first start our their journey, they’re all fatties. π (His words.)
I then went downstairs to get a new song for my stereo at home. K.K. Slider performed SeΓ±or K.K. for me.