**For your enjoyment,Tweeters readers.

I was birding with my Uncle DICK and my Aunt CORA and we decided to stop by
and pick up my nephew, GREG. He had been afraid to leave the house since he
heard there was a PUMA in the area. He also had a strange incident just
before that when he spotted two mergansers that he swore were telling him to COME
HOME.

We birded for a while until hunger took over and we decided it was time for
a NOSH, so we stopped in a small cafe near the harbor. We inquired about the
regular waitress who had recently had a baby and the owner said, "It's ABOY
and they named him ARLO!"

After lunch, we continued birding and ran into my sister, CATE, who was
trying to COPE with losing her job because she was listening to old Perry COMO
records when she should have been working. We all laughed and joked about what
a HARD life she had. Her husband, HUGO, had lots of money so she really
didn't have it so bad. Of course, he had a really bad LISP and a tendency to
MOPE, so that was her trade-off. You could say that she really had it RUFF, but
where there's a WILL, there's a way.

Back on the beach we noticed that the SAND SAGS as you get closer to the
water and figured that we could SATE our birding appetites elsewhere. It was
beginning to look like SNOW and we knew that our time was running short, so on a
WHIM, we called it a day.

Stay tuned for sequels,
Joe Meche
Bellingham, WA



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