Questions, questions, questions...

Answers, in no particular order.

To Baby Bibs:

Make pathetic mulling noises. Your mom will hear them and rescue you. She may not let you ride on her back, but you cannot have everything.

To Frannie and Joey:

You are in deep trouble. We have, however, identified you as common whooly worms, pictured at the right. We hope this is of some consolation.

Finally, to Billy, Hilly, and Dilly Duck:

Our agents have tracked down your mum. She is currently floating serenely in the Loire River in France. She is very big and not a little scary. We have arranged passage for you aboard the Normandie which leaves New York on Friday. It is a pretty swank ship from what we hear. Once you have landed at Le Havre, you will be met by a squadron of carrier pigeons who are in my employ. They will fly you to the mouth of the Loire, at which point you are on your own. Mum is waiting.

Master Pip aka Sir Pip aka Maestro Pippini Pippledipplipp