So, I’ve got a great idea! I’m gonna find my Illegitimate Nephew a Beehavioural Therapist. I think it would help get him past his Fear of Hugs and Other Intimacy Issues so he can finally stop hiding in that empty Bendy Straw box. And I also think it’s highly necessary find him a Therapy Bee pretty soon, beecause I’m pretty sure that Gladys is starting to get suspicious.

“Where did Kevin go to?” she asked me yesterday afternoon.

“Uh… he’s in his..er…at his boxing lesson,” is about all I could come up with. (I really didn’t wanna get into this whole thing, and I wasn’t exactly lying, probably. I mean, he’s still in that box and everything, so… .)

“Well, I hope he gets back soon,” Gladys said. “I need to give that adorable, little drone a Big Hug!”

“If he shows up again, would you settle for a wingshake?” I asked.

“Heavens no!” Gladys said. “That cutie pie needs a Hug!”

So he’s still hiding.

Anyway, I was gonna tell ya everything that happened yesterday when I went over and helped Harrizzzz and Junior build that coffin thing, but right now, I hafta go find Kevin the help that he probably so desperately needs.

So I’m gonna go do that, even if it is only Tuesday.

I hope everybody has a legendarily ample day!

I’ll see ya’ later!