The SS Incredibable has stopped throwing those delicious and refreshing snowballs at us!
And just when I was beginning to like 'em too ! ( I mean the Terrans of course.... not the snowballs)

I regret to advise the The Four Dimensional Untrafylable Mrksvitch has experienced an inadvertent and drastic down sizing of it's main power intake, and is tempoorarily non-functional.

( Sady accidently knocked the power plug out of the socket when she was vacuuming.)

I wonder how many Star Fleet Officers will be needed to plug it in again ?

Carnaby and I have gripes against our owners, Piaf. Mary Claire left me AGAIN. (She has no right to leave me to travel, you know.) And, worse yet, Carnaby's owners are contemplating the dreaded Slimming Diet for him.

Carnaby and I are going to create a society for pets, and the worms have agreed to enforce the rules. Offenders will recieve a visit from the worms, en masse, whenever our derilict owners have guests. They will perform the Mexican hat dance on the dinner table in front of everyone.

I think the threat of that embarrassment will deter those thoughtless human beings, don't you?