Theresa Brown

Once you are friends

Druida, smile on you. I can tell you have a good heart. We try to keep pure of heart, mind, spirit, and body in the Brown household. That all starts with a good diet. Fruits, grains and a bowl of kindness go a long way to feeding one's soul.

Arthur used to be a voracious meat-eater, but after he met me, I showed him a better, healthier and more spiritually satiating way.

He was all meat and two veg, but now he is definitely a man who doesn't touch a sausage.

Once they like you

Arthur is really struggling with the way of life we have. He often vanishes, but I usually find him in the old den or by our little pond. And he has a smell about him. It is quite fowl. And by that, I mean chickeny.

I may be being paranoid, but I once found feathers when washing his underwear. Although, come to think of it, he did seem tickled pink just before that.

But, heh, it's all fine, really. Forget I mentioned it.

Asking for help

May I discuss something? It is a little bit, shall we say, sensitive and requires discretion.

I caught Arthur in our cellar with a pork chop draped over his face. When I confronted him, he broke down and told me he just wanted a sample of something meaty, as he misses it but doesn't want to upset me.

I think we need to get rid of that stuff once and for all. Could you go into our store just below our house and take that damnable pork chop? I am convinced it is cursed and has put a spell on him.

Then, go to the Pool of Passing at the Burial Grounds, where the funerals take place and throw it in there.

Thank you.

When it is done

Thank you for doing that with the pork chop! Out of sight, out of mind as I always say! May the Goddesses bless you.