On Monday, I received confirmation in the mail that I won the fishing tournament.

A fish trophy was attached to the letter, and I put it on my mush table…which has become my trophy table. I believe my trophy collection is now complete…and it’s nothing to sneeze at.

Outside, Bob was talking about the ways to hold a net. He said that Peanut holds a net in each hand…except that he called Peanut a “he,” not a “she.”

I gave Bunnie some more medicine on Monday, and she was all better by Tuesday. She thanked me for all the medicine by giving me a cabin rug.
Peanut asked me if I’ve seen a flea lately, and I said no. So she figured that maybe they’re out of season, and she blamed Bob for fooling her. And she called him a jerkface.

Yesterday, Phyllis was snapping and cracking her gum in town hall…and she didn’t care who was upset by it. She said she’s been stressed out lately, because of some “stupid boy.”

Olivia asked me for a new catchphrase today, so I told her to say “it’s a lie.” Now it will sound like everything she says is a lie. This has some potential to make some good screenshots in the future.

Kid Cat’s replacement moved in today: It’s Roscoe the cranky black horse. I’m not sure how I feel about him yet; I don’t have much experience with him, but we’ll see how it goes.

That’s enough horsing around for this week. I’ll see you all next time.