Hai eberybody, dis Fibbs.  It was a really nice memorial you guys had for me this weekend, so many ob you showed up for the libe biewing.  I know it was goberment protocol, but it was so sad. I’m still here and can talk to you wheneber, so don’t be too sad just because I’m not on earff anymore.  Fibbs transcends the chains of earffly ties.  Don’t worry, I won’t refer to myself in third person regularly, just this one time.  Me and the boys and all our new friends watched it from up here.  Ok, maybe I eben got a little teary seeing my mom cry.  It takes a little adjustment getting used to only talking from Heaben, but I’m sure we can do it.  We were eating Milanos, the bags here in Heaben are always FULL!  It’s amazing.

Such a long line ob people filed past my sleeping box, including these two ladies who trabeled all the way from Los Angeles to come pay their respects.  Pants (on the left) once sent me a lub letter, but our timing just didn’t work out.  Too bad I couldn’t meet her in person – she is pretty cute.  😉

Fanks to their mom, Minae, for bringing Pants and Miwa to bisit – they might be hanging around a bit dis week to assist the secret serbice and do some stuff.

(You can see more ob them on Rats Hab Feelings Too.)