It has been a long cold winter since I last wrote. I debated about writing several times, but I feared that the messenger would get caught in a winter storm as they headed through a mountain pass to deliver my musing. I would not want to put someone's life in danger over my inspiring thoughts. (Aside: the Fuzzy Giant assumes that I have no idea how the internet works. But I know. It involves mountain passes.)
The biggest news lately is that my Ultra has arrived - Code Name Isaac. I have to admit, although I was pleased with his gifts of a new backpack, butterfly rubber boots and stickers, I am a little disappointed that he is not yet up to the tasks that I have assigned him. He has been here several days and as yet has not helped me overthrow The Giants in their tyrannical rule. I say, if the people want to eat cake for dinner, let them eat cake!
My new hippo backpack pleases me |
A picture of me doing my best to inspect what The Giants find so interesting |
An older picture of me out with my ride |
One of my biggest complaints is that I often catch the new guy sleeping at his post. In order to bring this issue up with HR, I've begun to gather evidence in a dossier. Here is a sample image.
Sleeping on the job |
Yours always,
Alice
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