President, Senior Scribes
Big Buddies
By Delbert Blickenstaff, M.D.

I have discovered that there are others around here besides me and my Buddy.  I call them my Big Buddies because they are a lot bigger that we are.  One is called Mama, so I call that one Big Buddy Mama, and that one is my favorite because that one gives me milk whenever I get hungry.  There are two others and I think their names are Dada and Gwama.  They mostly just clean me up, put clothes on me and rock me to sleep. 

Guess what!  I got a good look at my Buddy number one when Big Buddy Mama put us down side by side.  And he looks just like me, except he is a little bigger and his ears stick out more than mine do.  I heard Gwama say something like five ‘n a half pounds.  I have no idea what a pound is but it doesn’t sound like much.  Oh well, as long as I get enough milk and get to see Buddy once in a while I’ll be happy. 

Now I’m hearing some new names from Gwama and Dada.    When they were talking about Buddy I think they called him Wawbber.  And when they were talking about me I think they said Bellber.  I think those are strange names but maybe I’ll get used to them.  I still like Buddy.  He laughed at me the other day and I laughed right back. 

One day we went outside and that was fun.  Gwama put both of us in a big box with wheels on it and pushed us around.  Gwama put Buddy in one end and me in the other end so we could see each other.  We waved our arms and laughed and squealed.  Buddy got so excited that he pooped his pants.  At least I think it was him.  I know someone did and I know it wasn’t me.  Someone said that it was awguss and that is why it was so warm outside.  I didn’t mind it. 

Wow!  Being outside makes me hungry.  I hope Mama lets me drink my milk first cause I’m really hungry.  I think Buddy should let me go first because he’s bigger than me.  We’ll see.  That’s all for now folks. 

Delbert Blickenstaff, M. D.