Anyway, the Online Chats I’ve had with Kevin so far haven’t really helped much to make things less boring around here. He told me that he and the Primsdales have just been spending all their time trying to stay at least 15.72” away from each other, but that a couple of weeks ago, Gladys HoneyWings decided to show up, and she’s been a real Problem.

“What’s that all about?” I asked him.

“Well,” he said, “you know how Gladys just loves to hug everybody, right?”

“Right,” I said, “Everybody knows about Gladys.”

“Ever since she got here, she’s been totally ignoring the Personal Space Protection Proclamation, and is going around hugging everybody. Can you even beelieve that?” he told me.

“Well, I…” I was going to say I could beelieve that, beecause everybody knows about how Gladys is about giving hugs, whether anybody wanted one or not, but Kevin interrupted me.

“Every, single time anybody ever runs into Gladys, she rushes over, violates their Personal Space, and gives them a Giant Hug. I mean seriously now, uncle, how Irresponsible is that?”

“Why don’t you just ask her to stop doing that?” I asked him.

“We have,” he said, “but she merely smiles and says, ‘Well, it’s times like these when everybody’s all nervous about things that they need Hugs the most,’ and keeps doing it. There’s just no talking to her. She’s downright Toxic.”

Kevin was starting to tell me about the plan he was working on to stop Gladys’ Inappropriately Toxic Beehaviour when he had to sign off to go eat lunch.

“We’re having Alice’s LimeHoneyPollen Salad - again. It’s just the worst.” And that was the end of that conversation.

So for the moment, I don’t have anything else to do around here except to keep doing a bunch of Warm Season Cleaning. Maybee if I’m lucky, I’ll find a clean pair of socks.

So I’m gonna go do that.

Let’s all bee Highly Careful out there!