Len needs a pedicure

Lenny here. Things are good. Miss you terribly. My paws are healing up but it seems I might need a pedicure. Lightning sure does leave a scar--good thing it's only the front two. All the ladies are chipping in to help Miss Erin with the vet bills. It's a holiday weekend and it's really hard for everyone. You being gone wasn't supposed to happen. I'm still hoping someone will drop a fry. Man, I miss the grease, the salt-- not as much as I miss you.

Hey George, it's me, Lenny.

So much is changing and it's been a while since I've seen you. I hear the "big ones" talk about you. I think they are planning a party for you. I'm still hanging out waiting for my powdered doughnuts, but it doesn't look like it's happening. Every time someone looks like they are ready to hand one over, Erin squints her eyes all slitty and takes them away. Drats! I had my heart set on eating doughnuts in bed in my new kitty condo. Now I'll have to settle for the healthy kitty crunchies she passes off as tasty. I'm sleepy, so a nap is in order. Come back later and I'll tell you what I find out.