If you know some of the other people in my family, you should ask them what happened so far with my father's branch of the family. Some of the information should be kept secret, some shouldn't. But anyways, one tiny piece of sorrowful news from that branch is: Lolo died. And you wouldn't think I would be joking, would you? Seriously, who would want to spread such bad news about his or her family unless it was real. I cried during his first funeral and mass, and I sort of got tired of the funerals because we had so many.
My cousin, who is older than me and is a boy, got a new puppy. It is so cute, and the name is Tiger. It is a mini pomeranian. It's not really much of a tiger, though it's name is tiger, which just makes it silly. But it needs a little shave, just to peel off some of his fur because, well, he's seriously a real furball, and I'm not calling anybody names, but he has so much fur. We had a fancy dinner at my house and he brought Tiger. My dog was so excited cause there are rarely any puppies or dogs in my house, so she was kicking and kicking me to let go and put her on the ground. We think Tiger was pretty shy because he rarely moved, but he did move just to drink water and - P.U.! - poop on the rug. My cousin thought I pooped, since the poop was right in front of me, but I am potty trained. Tiger is not even trained one bit.
So I guess I'll inform you about regular or average life maybe at midnight if I am still awake, which it is obvious I won't, and I might do it tomorrow but I get lazy so it's a good chance I'll be informing you next month, year, century, or galaxy.
See you!
Coolio
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