Jacob?

After spending some time with Jodi, I decided to head back to Linda's place for a quick visit. Remember the last time I was there? She gave me a pair of rubber slippers to wear and she said that she thought a "dog" may have chewed on them before I got there. Well, well, well. Lookie here! As I was rounding the corner to Linda's front door, I thought I smelled something foul. Jacob! What was he doing here? I ran into the house to make sure that Linda was ok. She said she found Jacob sitting outside on the front porch waiting for her and because he looked so sad (I think he looked pathetic), she decided to invite him in. She gave him some food and water and then he was out the door in a flash. No thank you, no nothing. Just what I would expect from a dog.

Linda assured me that everything was alright and that I didn't need to worry about her. She showed me a couple of magazines she had recently read. She sure is a huge fan of Twilight. I told her I would autograph this magazine for her, but she said she didn't want me to hurt my arm. Funny girl ...

Oh my goodness! I can't believe she read this too! She must think I'm a total loser! I told Linda that I can't stand all the negative things that are said about me in the media. She said that she understood most everything that is printed about me and my social life are just rumors to sell rag mags. If only people knew the real me ...

Why can't the paparazzi just leave me alone???

Sorry, I lost it there for a moment. I don't often throw tantrums, but I think it's time to hunt soon. That's what must be bothering me. Linda is taking me to work with her tomorrow so maybe I'll be able to hunt while she's in her office. Until next time, think about this: Do you think that I could be scary?