I know I’m not Stuart, but I’m not quite sure what’s going on.
Oh, by the way, this is me, Winston.
My birthday was May 5 and I got a present. I went to pick out a tree with my peeps, but that’s not the present I’m talking about. The Peepstress paid a LOT of extra special attention to me, but that’s not the present I’m talking about. The Dad Peep kissed me on the nose all day, but that’s not the present I’m talking about.
Nora gave me a present. And a card. I think she spent a lot of time picking these out for me.
What do you think this means?
Nora Jane is my special friend. She sticks her nose through the gap in the fences and we bark at each other. We’re planning a date to tear up the bushes in her backyard together. (We had fun doing that before.)
Is she my girlfriend? Does that make me her boyfriend?
Well, she said that in her card so it must be true.
I think I’m a lucky guy. THANK YOU NORA!!!!