Big Top is the latest villager to come down with a cold. He proved to be surprisingly athletic when I gave him some medicine.
Crazy Redd was in town, as he is each Tuesday in Forest, and I went in to see what he had for sale. I bought a warm painting from him for 3,920 bells. It turned out to be an authentic piece of art, so I donated it to the museum.
Blathers had some new things to say about his fieldwork. He’s not sure he’s up to it any more, despite still being in his 20s. Wait, what? I certainly wasn’t expecting to hear that!
But he continued, telling me that his shovel recently hit something very hard in the ground. He got excited, thinking it was a fossil, but it was actually a time capsule!
Inside, he found two letters. The first one said “I want to own a shop so big that I can stock anything I want!” He implied that it was written by a child…a young Tom Nook perhaps?
The other letter said “Even if it’s small, I want to own a pretty shop.” It also seemed to be written by a child. Mable or Sable maybe? Anyway, Blathers then put the letters back in the time capsule and re-buried it.
A new “Message of the Week” was posted to the bulletin board, and it warned people to flee from strangers and their candy. That kind of defeats the purpose of Halloween, doesn’t it?
Rhonda was all packed up and ready to move out of town, but I decided to ask her to stay. I might not do the same next time, but for now, I didn’t want her moving away just yet.
But what are twenties in owl years?