This postcard came from Spoon
This is what it said.
We are on another adventure. And guess what? We found our friend Minnie here.
Love Spoon, Buddy, Sigu and Minnie
I received a condolance card allegedly from a friend of Spoon that said;
So sorry to hear about the loss of your spoon. I know you need him but he’s having so much fun traveling he doesn’t want to come home. He even found his long lost Hawaiian buddy! They’re having a great time hanging out and catching up with each other. Here are some photos. – the yellow scribbles are Judah’s addition.
The following pictures were attached…
Dear Family, I sure wish I could say I missed you….BUT this being held hostage thing isn’t so bad. While I was on my quest to find that stupid dish that left me hanging some how I get hijacked and ended up in Hawaii at some royal court with the Kind (Kakiehukie lama or some thing like that) & his queen! Go figure!! Love Spoon p.s. who knows where I’ll end up next.
After receiving this ransom note for by beloved kitchen Spoon I waited for more correspondence and this letter arrived from Phoenix AZ…
The letter reads…
I’m okay. I’m being treated well. I only scoop premium ice cream. I think this guy is just lonely and jealous that a spoon like me has such a nice family to take care of him. He sometimes talks about his family. There was a crazy cat who played violin and a cow. The cow went away one night when the moon was full. He was never seen again. That’s when all the trouble started with running away.
We’ve been seeing a lot of the country. I’m a well traveled spoon! It was very snowy and cold in Montana so we went to Wisconsin. Lot’s of cows there. I think he was looking for his old friend. Didn’t find him. Now we’re in the sunny west. He’s questioning all the cowboys. I have to mail this before he gets out of the bathroom! I’ll be home soon.
…and it is scrawled on the back of this poster that even makes jello wiggle with fear…
Has anyone seen Harley Quinn?
A year ago I go this letter…
…from a “Harley Quinn”, with this picture attached…
…and I haven’t seen my beloved Spoon since!
Stay tuned for the ongoing chronicles of the spoon-napper.
This is serious stuff folks. What’s a mother to do, less one spoon? We are lost without you Spoon, come HOME.