Dear Aunt Bonnie,
I am sorry I scared your chickens. I just wanted to play! I thought they were having fun when that one jumped up so high and gave me her feathers. Mom says chickens aren't supposed to do that and that it maybe hurt her drumstick when she landed. Mom says I can't go back there until I am better at Leave It and have more Self Control.
She also says that those girls were Bawking like Sailors and I am too young to be exposed to that kind of language.
Love,
Olive 

Blak Beest

Deer GramUdder,
 
A big blak beest kam to our koop.  

Ant Kim sed "Oluv leevit"!  The beest triid to get us. 

Gloria ran so fast that she got a kramp in her drumstik.  We hided in the koop.   Gloria wus SO SKARD!

 
We r  O K.  Mom sed the beest kant visit us eneemor.  Just chikins.
 
Luv, 
Marge