Posting on behalf of a fur-riend

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I'm posting this on behalf of a friend who doesn't have Internet access.  I had put it in a comment, but am moving it here.


This contest was drawn to my attention by a dear friend of mine.

I write this to inform you that I am insulted, outraged, and offended, but mostly just terribly, terribly hurt (*sniffle* *sniffle* *tiny forlorn sob*). The implication that just because some of us squirrel-folk are sparkly and occasionally take a tiny little sip of something to steady our shaken nerves - well, you try running down a tree headfirst, or leaping from one skinny wavery unsteady twig to another one in a different tree and see how calm you are - as I said, this implication that we must therefore be drunken is bad enough; but then to accuse us of being bad artists, too, is just... just... (*sniffle* *sob* *wail* (oh, where's my handkerchief) *sniffle* *sniffle* BLAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTT *wipe* *wipe*) just too distressing. Oh, Emwit, I would never have expected such cruelty of you. I thought that because you seemed to have a fondness for Bunnies, you would like us, too, but I see that you are a lagomorphile but a misrodentist.

(*wail*) (*wail*) (*wail*) (*whimper*).

I am just so distraught and distressed and upset and saddened that I don't think there's anything that you can do to make amends; nothing that will comfort me. (*whimper* *sniffle*).

Except maybe an ARC of Thick As Thieves.

After the shameful way I've been treated, I think I deserve it.

You could send it to Leslie, and she'd see that I got it.