Mail from Shelly!

Wow, one second you've set up an email address, the next thing you know all your old friends are writing to you! I should have done this sooner! -RC

Dear Rubber Chicken,

Remember those long, hot, summer days when we would frolic through the flowers together? We would sing songs as we hiked and feel the warm sunshine kissing our shoulders. Alas, it has been raining pigs and cows these past weeks, thwarting our flower frolics. But, no need to squawk, because before you know it, you and I will be out in the hills again, treading new trails and basking in the sun's energy. I look forward to our future flower frolics when, after a great day at CampG, we can watch the sun set over the Los Altos hills.

Until then, my friend, stay dry. We wouldn't want you getting your feathers damp!

Love,
Shelly, the new Camp Director for Los Altos!