Hello my darling Martha,
What a sad story to hear that Kuma is missing.Kuma didn’t definetely go
too far i guess he must be around the neighborhood so i still strongly
suggest that you still put George with your car out on the street with
the big sign on top.
Still try to retain the services Jim Neighbor,the sound man to still
hook up the three foot Boise speakers on top of the car with Paul
Robeson to still alert people in the neighborhood to search their yards
and under their beds for Kuma.
I wish i could be of any assistance to you at the moment,i did be
delightful to help. When i thought my little Max will have a chance to
play with little Kuma. Its hurt me so much to know that you are down at
the moment.lets hope and pray that Kuma is found.
Your Darling Michael Thomas esq
Hello my Darling Michael,
You won’t believe what I had to go through the last twenty-four hours.
Not since I flew upside down and had crack-up thirty years ago have I
had such terrifying excitement. (Confucius warned about women flying
At 4:15 this morning I was scared out of my wits by the crashing sound
of a huge brick sailing through my bedroom window with a ransom note
attached. (See attachment below). I was so scared Michael. I was
wishing you were with me to hold my hand and make me feel safe and good
At 11:30 today I gathered the cash from my vault and strapped on my six
shooters, just like Gary Cooper, and went to the grave yard as
instructed to meet the Hombre and retrieve my kidnapped Kuma. While I was leaning
against Rin Tin Tin’s tombstone with a toothpick dangling from my mouth
a large man clad only in a loin cloth came swinging out of the trees by
a rope and tried to snatch the bag out of my hand. Fortunately, Kuma,
blind folded and contained in a shoulder harness by the napper, must
have sensed my presence because he gave out our secret wolf call and
alerted me just in time to hit the ground and roll over twice. (You and
Max should devise a secret emergency code yourselves because you never
know when such a thing might come in handy. The Lone Ranger and Silver
had a nifty one but don’t use that one because everyone already knows
Anyhow, when the man landed on the ground Kuma jumped out of the bag
and because he was blindfolded he ran in circles and then crashed
straight into a tree knocking himself unconscious (the poor little
guy). Well, that got me fighting mad and I immediately took on a real
mean look on my face (just like Fay Dunnaway in Mommy Dearest when she
said “no more wire hangers”).
I threw the money bag at the dog napper and called him a few
unmentionable names, then he grabbed the money and ran off into the
bushes yelling “Yaaa-a-yaaah-a-yaaah-yaaah”. Kuma has a big bump on his
itsy-bitsy little head but he finally did come to…not the worse for
Naturally, Kuma and I then went home and called the police. It’s been a
real circus around here since I got home and I think I’ll be on the
news tonight and the newspaper people asked for pictures of Kuma and
me. (see below). I’m so tired my lovely. I feel like I could sleep for a week. Write
soon and then we’ll get back onto our little project. I care SOOOOOOOO
much for you Michael. Smooch, smooch.
-God bless us all.
NEXT: Michael embraces Martha’s suggestion.
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