We're all over at the Outpost helping Buddy get his stuff together for the Christmas Sale. Anyway, that's what Buddy and I are doing. The Warner Sisters are out decorating all the trees around here, and feeding the birds. But we won't be as late as last night, though. Mostly on account of Mom said I better be home by five tonight, or else.
So, I better get with it. Like we want to get this stuff set out before Christmas. Ready or not. I been working so hard on this whole project, I am way late on my other things. Like my newsletter for Wilderness Protectors. It's for members only, but if you want to get in on that, all you have to do is sign up. I'll get to it, sooner or later. Because winter is one of the coolest times for practicing certain kinds of survival stuff. I also have a lot of mail to catch up on.
Like who keeps voting in the Mystery Contest when we're already done with that? Don't worry, though, we're gonna have another one in January. And for all you Wilderness Protectors who voted for Sherlock Homes... well, you're sorta right. On account of it's his silhouette we use as the logo for the Mystery Contest. But -- hey -- if you want to vote in a contest, head on over and do the Winter Bird Feeding one. The prize is an official WKC Bird Feeder. You better hurry up, though. It's only on until December 15, and I think the Warner Sisters have been voting every single day. I guess they really want that bird feeder.
Gotta run. I think Buddy just busted one of his specimen jars. Sheesh -- I hope there was nothing that bites in there. Now that we have all this stuff spread all over the place, there's a bajillion places for something like that to hide. Uh-oh, there goes another one. This could be bad.
Seriously.
W.K.
P.S. Hey -- and if you haven't looked at all my stuff, yet, you can do that while you're waiting for Buddy's.
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