“What’s wrong, Merlot?” Bill asked.

Merlot sighed. “I forgot Squatchentine’s Day.”

Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.

Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include Da Window Seet and Ver-ry Slee-eepy. We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….

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Note: Today’s characters previously appeared in The Sasquatch Swatch, Indepen-squatch Day, Squatching It, The Squatch Lodge, Sasqua-tooning, Sasquatch Spring. Others previously appeared in Future Aliens and Zeta Reticu-squatch, and Shivery Squatch.

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“I take it Sherry was upset?” Bill asked.

“She will be,” Merlot said, “unless I bring home a present.”

Bill nodded. “And that’s why you’re standing in that stream?”

“I’m pretty good at catching salmon,” Merlot said, “but I’ve never caught one on dry land.”

“But I thought you guys liked smoked salmon,” Bill said. “You’re not gonna catch a smoked salmon in a stream.”

“Yeah,” Merlot agreed. He shielded his eyes with a furry hand as he looked up at the mid-afternoon sun. “Unfortunately, the stores are all open now, so I can’t sneak in and do my shopping.”

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“Y’know dad’s gonna forget again,” Brandy said as she brushed her cheeks.

Sherry nodded. “I even put a reminder on his desk calendar.”

“Bill forgets every year too,” Pat said. “I’d put it on his desk calendar, but he doesn’t have a desk.”

“He can have Merlot’s,” Sherry said. Her chest hairs fluttered with her dramatic sigh. “He never uses it.”

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Have fun!

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Drawing Credit: Jesse Patty (Oregon Bigfoot Art)