Dear Alex,

When you threw your dinner to Freedom, of course he ate it. I'm sorry you didn't like your scrambled eggs tonight. When we get gassed out of the bedroom tonight, please remember this next time you feel the urge to feed your brother.

Love,

Mom


Dear Alex,

Thanks for giving me food tonight! ILU! Its weird though. All of a sudden there is this foul stench wherever I sit. What's up with that?

Love,

Freedom