Dispatch from Marshal Moose
Sometimes my plans are so brilliant I don’t even have to implement them. We are moving west today. Not as far as three hours but we are headed to the real Texas. I am sure I can get us to move the rest of the way.
There will be outlaws to catch and you need a posse for some of those. A good Marshal needs planning. So, I will begin to name deputies for when the call goes out we will be ready. Now who do I know? Well, Tom used to shoot cannons, so of course he will be a deputy. Dennis and George were policemen, that is like a trainee deputy so they can be in the posse. I’ll let them ride in the middle till they get the hang of it. Gary is broken right now, I’ll let him pass. Steve is required to be in the posse cause he plays the harmonica and that’s what they do. Who else? Oh, I know, Rusty. He used to wrestle a porpoise or something like that but that is OK cause he has a great nickname, Rusty. A great deputy has to have a nickname. I bet when Rusty finds out he has been deputized he will rush out to West Texas. I’ll put him in charge of campfires, he should be good with that. What if he brings Janet? I don’t think a girl can be a deputy. (MRS ED NOTE - redacted for our sensitive readers) OUCH, that hurt. I guess I was wrong. The formerly Kind and Pretty one has an edge. So we can have a girl woman deputy. I guess that is good because someone has to scoop the ice cream. (MRS ED NOTE - redacted for scenes of gratuitous violence and antler twisting) That REALLY hurt. I think I need to go and lie down, no more fabulous ideas today.