It’s StuART day. Time for some art.
I can only hope this soulful pose suggests him surveying what’s over the bridge. With so many of his furiends with him, they must be having a big time.
Stuart, my precious boy, I promise I’ll try to get better with the grief management. So far, I’m not really good at it, but I’m working on that.
Peepstress, you weren’t really very good at much, so don’t fret. Remember, you needed my help at every turn. But, if there’s one thing you excelled in, it was being my pal, my protector – my Peepstress. And the Dad Peep, too. I’ll give you both just a little more time. I do NOT want to be having this conversation in another six months. So, for now, I’ll give you a pass. ArrOOOO, Your Stu.