Hey, All. Nash Here. After an especially energetic round of play with Tammo, Lynn asked if I would like to share some thoughts on my little buddy. I know I look manly and athletic, but there's a sensitive, introspective, literary guy in my muscular body, too. Stick to the topic, Nash. Tammo, not you. Oh, okay. Tammo. The tall slender guy who steals toys teases me constantly runs me ragged copies everything I do lives with Pepper. Yeah, this goofy guy that Craig calls the 6th grade boy. That's surely a compliment because he calls me the 8th grade boy. We all know how mature and manly 8th grade boys are! Thanks, Craig! Tammo is awfully wet behind the ears. And I don't mean because Pepper and Molly kiss him there a lot. He's just very inexperienced in the world and the unknown can frighten and confuse him. Like being asked to sit in the front seat of the car instead of the back. He plopped his butt rear ( Nash.... carefu...