ing I had to call a war council of my most trusted advisors. I need a wartime consigliere, but as you can see from the photograph, the prospects are not very promising. I do know one thing, sponges and frogs are not going to cut it against Limey.Present at the meeting were Bear, Moose, KitKat, Horton, and Leopard. They were a pretty sleepy lot even after a snack of liver and cheese. I had to intervene on several occasions, both to wake them up and to restor
e order. But we have a plan now.It is a secret plan, so I cannot tell you what it is because then it would not be a secret anymore. Also, none of the participants know what it is either. It is all encrypted, or something like that.
Troubling news, th
ough. I sent Bear, Moose, and Horton the Elephant out to buy mattresses. Either they fell down the stairs in a drunken stupor... Or they were AMBUSHED!!!WTF!!!!!! I'm pretty shaken up myself.
More to follow when I have collected my thoughts and had a nap.
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