I hope your animals are well-groomed. (That's how my dad says I should start letters. Only he calls 'em "correspondence" cause he's a lawyer.)

Coach Lawrence made us all take an extra shower after gym class today. Sometimes I wonder about that guy.

Yesterday, we found a ton of splintery wooden pallets for our radical fort. Wally said we should use them to make a new council chamber, but I'd rather build an alligator-filled moat. We're putting it to a vote before the tribunal next week.

Another!