Pete we need a Novel Please!

   Hello Pete!

     You have been pretty quite latley! Are you doing ok?

     This silly Goose misses you!....and many more do as well!

    In fact, we missed you at chat last night, and your name was mentioned several times....all good though!

        I do hope everything is well with both you, and your wife....and the horses too!

      Last I read, you had cut down several trees, and was headed to a fishing trip with a buddy of yours.

   Come...on!....baby cakes!....talk to us!

       Your buddy and squeezable friend,

       Mikey!

Post Edited (tmjpain) : 9/24/2010 2:11:35 PM (GMT-6)

I once knew a man named Pete who always seemed to be on his feet,                                                                                      there was always a chore as he walked out the door,                                                                                                                 even having to stoop to pick up horse poop,                                                                                                                                  but the real joy of his day was to hook up the boat and get under way,                                                                                    there he would chase the big fish with hopes of a fillet on a dish,                                                                                                   he often fights the waves with grit trying hard not to fall or sit,                                                                                                   then at the end of the day when done, even in pain he would say he had fun.