It was so nice to see you last night. We've really missed seeing our family. It was a very good surprise to see Greg and Marshall, too. And Peter, Janet and Mike AND especially YOUUUUUU!
I just wish we had more time together. At least I got to give you schlurpy kisses on your hand and your face. And I think I even got one on your mouth, too. It's ok, Grandpa. My mouth only goes on places that are clean, like kibble and steak and water. I'm not allowed to lick places that other dogs lick. Mom says it's rude. Also, I can't reach those places because I'm a little bit chubby around the middle, but I wouldn't lick them anyway. Really, I wouldn't.
I am all tuckered out from our visit. I got to say "Hi" to Zooey the Cat. He hissed at me, but he hissed politely, sort of like the possum did. Enough so I know he's not in the mood to play but he wasn't mean about it.
I don't know exactly what Aunt Janet feeds Zooey. It's sort of mushy, reddish brown and in a custard cup. Whatever it is, it is YUMMY! Mom kept saying "Get out of there, Mary-Margaret!". Zooey licked some of my dinner that I left in the bowl for him so I figure we're even.
I love you, Grandpa.
Your faithful Grand Dogger...