Rantings and ravings

7

Dear you,

I'm very sorry that I've been neglecting you. You see, the other day, the nurses brought in a dog.

It was a big, fluffy one with stars in its eyes. My favourite kind. So, naturally, I went up to it and reached out to pat it.

But then it reared its razor sharp fangs and sunk them into the fine tissue of my skin. ( I also realised that they call it tissue because you use it to wipe your nose if there aren't any proper tissues around. It's that funny?)

The man that was handing the bugger told me that the dog didn't like the smell of me.

That really hurt. A lot. Thus the absence. I've been trying to alter my scent. I told She-who-must-not-be-named this but she yelled at me and told me to get of the phone. But that's okay, she hasn't been the same since the accident.

I'm going to go now. I see the approaching clouds and they're so big and frightful. I'm sure they'll consume me whole.

Till death do us part,
Rosemund Pike