Hey, it's me, your friendly W.W.D! I'm in a good mood today. I'll start exactly where I left out. La la la Oh yeah. The runaway dog... Well.... um.... not much to say. They're wild mutss. Canis domesticus gone wild. They bite, they're mean, they have fleas, they smell bad. There are alot of the in Onett, Winters, any modern city... Err, one of them killed-my-CAT!!! Ugghhh!!!

Where's the pound when you need one? Pimple, Pinkle, Perkill, what-ever-your-name is, I DIDN'T VOTE FOR YOU, OK?!?!!?? Pant, pant... ahh... take a deeeeeep breath... One.... Two..... Three.... Four.... Ok. I'm o.k. now. Besides, who in the world would talk about stupid dogs anyway??

Now I promise I'll try to go to Giants Step, but not today. I'm in no mood for adventures now. I'm depressed... I'll go grab a cup of coffee. Sniff sniff.... I miss Fluffers....

Winters Wildlife Fund to... sigh... forget it. It's me. You know who I am now.