|"Um, excuse me Mama, where am I going?"|
|"Just a little trip outside to get prettied up. After all your living across the way from a doe now, you have to look good."|
|Mr. Hef really liked picking up the comb and tossing it.|
|"Thanks for grooming me Ma, but I actually part my fur like this..."|
|I tried to treat Hef to some mint from the garden but he started|
nomming me instead, oh well, it was darn cute.