<html><head><style type="text/css"><!-- DIV {margin:0px;} --></style></head><body><div style="font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12pt;color:#000000;"><DIV>As I said in a previous mail, I think that since Elder Clara has left us, Morse has been more mischievous - looking for trouble all the time - like jumping into mud this morning: </DIV>
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<DIV>and then refusing to get out of the car when we get home:</DIV>
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<DIV> But just wait a minute, what is this? Morse has drawn my attention to an email from Miss Angela Basset, who has realised he has been mopey. Miss Angela is a basset Morse admires hugely and knows Elder Clara thought highly of her. Despite Morse smelling of cat turd, rolling on maggot infested dead animals (and then trying to eat them), being muddy, flatulent and eating the odd blackbird, would she be at all interested in a long distance appreciation of the finer things in life, namely mud, maggots and meat? I have checked with Elder Clara's Mama Winchester, and she approves.</DIV>
<DIV>Becky, Morse and Pumbaa ATB</DIV></div></body></html>