I hafta bee perfectly honest here and say that I don’t particularly feel comfortable around the guy. I accidentally tripped over his feet (I didn't see him) while I was visiting the Hive (fortunately, he only gave me a warning).

The first thing the guy said to me was, “Ya’ shouldn’t had oughta’ done that, Bee.”
I said, “Sorry. It was an accident.”
“Was it?” he asked as if I did something wrong deliberately on purpose.
“Absolutely,” I said. Then I realised I didn’t know who (or what) this guy was, so I asked him that.
“Krunch,” he said. “Krunch McKowsky. Pest Eradication and Security.”
“Nice to meet you,” I said. “I’m sure we’ll bee friends in no time.”
That’s when he said, “Bee, Just comply and we’ll get along just fine.”

It’s weird that he knew my name. Whatever.

Beefore I left, I spotted Bigfoot at the entrance reading another Self-Improvement Book, so I asked him what he knew about the guy. (I figured if anybody would know, it would bee Bigfoot. He hears everything.)
“Well,” he said, “I’ve heard, Queen Isabella is not one bit happy about all this, but finally let him move in beecause one of his specialities is Hive Defence.”
“Hive Defence?” I asked.
“Correct. The rumour is that Krunch has been trained to bite the legs off of any marauding mites or Hive Beetles. That kills them, you know, then the Hive doesn’t need to worry about such things anymore.”
“I guess that’s a good thing,” I said, “but it kinda makes me sick to my stomach.” (Bigfoot said he felt the same way and hoped he wasn’t around if something like that ever happened. I agreed.)

Anyway, I just thought everybody would like to know about all that.

So. Today, it’s windy out again, Great Grandma Gee Gee said she was cold, so she’s taking a nap, then she said she's gonna bake some cookies. so it’s a perfect day to stay inside and concentrate on putting together that story for my Editor.

(Tune in again tomorrow to find out what the title is!)

I hope everybody has a wistfully nonchalant day!

I’ll see ya’ later!