|From:||Agent Cuddlebug||To:||Mr. Whiskers||Date:||1 October 2017|
I spoke with Skittlebutt and explained that Agent Probie was only trying to help him. He said he understood that, but Agent Probie didn’t listen when Agent Skittlebutt told him that he needed to do things for himself. I attempted to talk to Agent Probie and found that Agent Skittlebutt was correct. Agent Probie was listening, but not hearing that. I went back to Agent Skittlebutt and suggested that he try mock fighting with Agent Probie to get his full attention. I thought that was the only way Agent Probie was going to get the message that Agent Skittlebutt needed to do things on his own. Things seem to be going better since I counselled Agent Skittlebut to engage Agent Probie in a mock fight. They seem to be working together now.
Agent Storm has been acting as though he were starving. He keeps trying to get one or the other of us to give him some of our rations. He claims that the special food that the humans are feeding him is poisoned. He is becoming an issue. Is there something that can be done about this? Is there a way for him to test his food to ensure that he is not being poisoned, something I do not believe is happening. Why would they single him out to poison? Sadly, I must report that Agent Storm has passed over the Rainbow Bridge.
The humans said he had cancer, which I believe is an incurable disease. He did not want us to say anything before, but now that he is gone, feel I must inform you. He did not leave a will, because he said that what he had was for all of us. He will be greatly missed.
I have also spoken with Agent Mulder who seems obsessed with finding out where the younger female went. He might as well try to find a way to get to the moon. He is not going to find out.
I realize that I can’t retire, but is there a way that I can step back on my duties. I’m finding them to be somewhat onerous. Please advise whether, in lieu of retirement, I could perhaps work part time. I think I could work with that.
|From:||Agent Mulder||To:||Mr. Whiskers||Date:||1 October 2017|
Agent Cuddlebug doesn’t understand. I need to know where she was. I need to know what plans the humans have been making. I don’t know why no one else seems concerned that the younger female disappeared for that time. For that matter, no one seems concerned that the older female disappeared for a while. She returned with the odor of Agent Molly, which means that she was with Agent Molly’s people.
I know that this doesn’t seem to be important, but I can’t help feeling as though I should find out where she went, where they both went. I need to know, if no one else does. This is on me, I know, but I can’t not know. I have to find out where she was. I know that I’m probably the only one who cares, but I really do feel that this information could really be important. I will report my findings as soon as I have any.
I, too, will miss Agent Storm and the excellent advice that he always had. I have made arrangements for him. In lieu of flowers please click here.
Michigan Humane Society: Somebody here needs you.