Today is my birthday, and I am eight. It's pretty amazing actually, because when I was just a kit I got hit by a car that broke my leg in two places and dislocated it from my hip. I could have gone to the Bridge, but I was rescued, and now I live a cushy life in New Hampster with my Mom. I've got a sweetheart, Monty Q, and furry friends all over the world. I'm really lucky.
There's still snow on the ground outside.
Treasure, Tiki, Kirby, Stan Lee and Kesey, none of you have won the When When contest.
This is now the only snow Mom and I can see when we look out the window. When will this snow go?