Dear Neighbor Kit-eh,
You are very fluff-eh and cutie-wootie. So much so that I have to talk funny to properly express it.
But can I as a favor of your fluffieness? Can we maybe think of a place to put our small dead things that does NOT involve my back garden?
For instance, nothin’ says lovin’ like leaving that crap on your owner’s front steps for her to find.