I have been dying to get George to take pictures of me modeling my daisy-print wellies and somewhat-ill-fitting charity shop “finds” while frolicking with the young cattle, but the young cowlings always scatter. I understand that the camera may add 5 or 10 pounds, but what the beef and beefettes don’t understand is that if you’re already a cow, that rule is moot (or moo!…Yeah, they made me give back my comedian card).

I may need to borrow lil’ Stella for a while for my fashion pics – she’s really working it here. I will email you a pic of this weird-shaped dog that lives on my street to show you the kind of pups I’m working with. Just kidding, I think all dogs are cute, but this one really looks like it’s hiding another quadruped inside of it.

You look very pretty in that dress.