Why would you want to forget about that blissful time when you were sequestered beneath the desk with the tinsel and fruitcake? (I thought I had read something about that in your letter to Santa.🤔)

As for the auction, aren't you flattered that so many men were happy to part with their funds to free you? (Or was it cook you,? I think one may have had a grill and seasonings ready to go...)

More difficult? Look around you, my fanged bud. Are there any trees nearby? _{My squirrel cohorts are everywhere and we have so much fun with reaquisition.} 😁