December 1, 2006
LuLu is up to something—I just know it!
I’ve seen her and her little cat gang typing letters to your brother the last few days. They’re talking about me! I’m not being paranoid—I’m not even sure what that word means!
I can tell that they’re planning something big, because whenever I’m around they go all quiet. LuLu hops down from the keyboard and chases me out of the kitchen. It could be a dognapping plot! You must help me!
If you will not help me, at least share your dinner tonight so I can die happy!
Your loyal friend,