Hey Zach, or is it Zach-ee? How 'bout Zacharee? haha. Mom said your name had to end in -ee so you aren't a misfit among your littermates. Anyway, hiya kid, it's Mason, your soon-to-be new big (fur) brother. Mom wanted me to write and tell you how excited I am for you to come home and live with us. I know your scent really well already, dude, b/c mom comes home smelling like you almost every day.... dude, what do you pee all over her or what? She stinks man. Anyway, she wants you to know... ahem, I mean, I want you to know how pumped I am to meet ya, little bro. They tell me I already met you for a minute at your foster parents' house -- Connie & Rick, hey I hear they are the bomb! -- but I really don't remember meeting you, kid. Sorry! I just remember hanging with a bunch of cool people who were all holding bundles of blankets... how was I supposed to know there was something in them? Plus I was getting the "what for" from these 2 HUGE Newfie girls, man I never thought I'd be afraid of a couple of girls, but hey, I thought they were bears! Hey, don't tell anyone I said that, ok? That was just between us brothers.
Well kid, I've got some bones to chew up before you get here, so I'd better get going... I think you're really going to like it here, and I've got lots of great stuff to teach you. I've played some pretty fun games this past year with all my foster brothers and sisters, but it'll be kinda cool to have another guy who sticks around and doesn't leave just as soon as I decide they're worth keeping around. Wait til I teach you the Lake Erie game... no, not the one you guys play now that involves potty in the house... that's just not cool, man... in this game you just try to see how much water you can splash out of the big water dish without actually drinking any, and you make the Great Lakes on the kitchen floor. Then mom comes along behind you with a towel and dries up all the lakes like some big natural disaster... it's such a fun game! Then there's the one where I pretend I'm King Kong or some big hairy monster, and every blade of grass in the yard is a person, and I just run around the yard pulling up clumps of grass.... I mean, people. As many people as I can get in one mouthful, and I shake them around, and then spit them out and move onto the next clump! It's so cool, because after playing this game for a while now, the "population" in our yard is really decreasing, it's like I'm taking over the world, dude! Mom doesn't seem to like that game much because for some reason we get muddier now that there's less grass, but hey, all the better for us man, do you even KNOW how many fun games you can play in the mud???
Well, I guess I am psyched for you to come home after all, little Z. Hurry up and get big so we can play. Oh, and if you could get rid of those wormy things before you come home, that would be great. I mean, I am SO been there done that.
Later dude,
your BIG brother-to-be, Mason
