Good morning. Howeareyouwearefinethankyouandyou. And you? Except, this morning, it feels like wintertime outside. Our human is, understandably, crying. That is the only thing she knows how to do, since she's stinky at saying meow. We tried to teach her but, as it turns out, she is terrible at it. We think she ought to stick to crying instead. Except she's not exactly crying, either. She's just sort of whining. We wonder if she'd like cheese with that whine.

Love,
Glowie Ann McChew-La and Baster Kincaid McChew-La