Hello. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your austere and fiscally responsible
doggie reporter Chester L. W. Stephens.
I recently did an inventory of all my squeaky toys. Do I have to include the ones I received as gifts? For example, as you might remember, Professor Braydie Spiker passed away and bequeathed to me a whole box of wonderful, amazing, delightful, fascinating squeaky toys from her personal top secret paranormal squeaky toy research archives. My humans are holding most of them in a trust fund so that I don’t dissect, unstuff, and chew them all up at once. In fact, I don’t even know how many there are and what they’re worth. Perhaps I shouldn’t have even mentioned this. What if the IRS decides to audit me? What about the big bag of tennis ball my Jason human got for me? There’s no way the IRS can prove I had them, is there? You know what? This is rather nerve wracking. And that's a memo.
|Maybe I need to file for an extension.|