From Sam The Sirloin Steak

From farmer Fred's Farm

In the last stall on the

right side of the barn.

Dear Tabby,

I have a huge problem! Every minute of every hour, a butcher has been chasing me up and down the field! I know my name sounds perfect for butchering, but I definitely don't want to end up in Aldi! What should I do?

Thanks for your advice! Hurry!

Same the Sirloin Steak

Dear Sam the Sirloin Steak,

Going to the butcher is not a bad thing. I mean You'd make a ton of ground beef once you kick the bucket. I'm sure that you won't feel a thing. I am sorry to say so myself, but I am a sucker for a good sirloin steak. You won't be the only cud chewing cow to ever be butchered by Butcher Ben. I'll see you soon, on my dinner plate, that is! Smack Smack! (Of the lips)

Purrfectly yours and hungry,

Tabby D. Cat

From the students at Sarah Adams School!

I love it when students not only write letters to me, they answer them as well! It makes my job soooo much easier. For the next few weeks I will be sharing letters from Mrs. Kuczek's and Mrs. Wells' classes. They did a fantabulous job with their sequel, Dear Tabby: Down on the Farm. In case you can't read this I've typed up the letter from Chicky in Kenclucky below. I especially like her advice about pecking at human hands. Purrfect! Thank you students!

7890 Egg-white In

Coop 15, Farm Country

Kenclucky

Dear Tabby,

I have a problem for you to solve. Humans keep stealing my eggs from the chicken coop. The hens are scrambled!!!!! I will never have little soft chicks! Why do they keep doing this to me? It's a BIG problem! I am losing feathers, I'm so frightened! The roosters aren't helping either. They sit there cleaning and boasting their feathers. Do you have any suggestions?

Cluckingly yours,

Chicky

Dear Chicky,

I am sorry that humans are stealing your eggs. You should peck at humans' hands when they are taking your eggs. The humans need food, too. Put the grain where the egg used to be and don't lay an egg that day. I hope that this plan works. 

Purrfectly yours,

Tabby D. Cat