Duck!

    It is I! Joe! If it is of any consequence to you, Bebo has taken to answering the phone in an Australian accent. It appears to amuse him, although I just get confused. I keep thinking he is another family member, or I called the wrong house entirely! Well, there you have it.     If you’re not aware, I have rarely seen either of my hobo friends this quarter. It is quite different from seeing them almost every day. Before college, I was homeschooled. I saw my friends twice a week at most, usually. It was certainly nice to see them all the time. They rubbed off on me, perhaps too much in some (many) cases. Well, the point is that we had a hobo reunion on Saturday. Admittedly, we were taking a class, but that is of no matter. We were back together again! Nothing could stop us! I feel I was going somewhere with this... Like I had a story to tell or something...
    I must admit, I am addicted... to CRAISINS! I’ve always been a chocoholic and a cheesoholic. Now, I am something new. This new addiction baffles me. Not that you probably care, but I have always hated dried fruits.
    This is definitely the most important, interesting thing you will read from me. I am now the proud owner of... a...
DUCK.
    Yes, you read that right. My father was outside, doing manly things with his car, when he heard chirping. While it was raining. It had no family nearby. So, my family took it in. We nursed it back to health, and now it is temporarily in our residence, taking over my and my sister’s bathroom. How nice of it, don’t you think? It has grown in the past six days immensely. And now, my family is considering keeping Ducky. (We don’t know whether it is male or female, and won’t for a bit.) Might even get him a friend. Oh, Ducky...
    P.S. It has been a bit since I last wrote the above. Ducky is almost surely a girl. Apparently, females talk a LOT. Doesn’t that remind you of another creature? ;)

Joe