Yuki's behavior is...how do I put this: frightening. She is demanding. I know that seems like a human characteristic, but she practically forces her will on us. She insists on riding in the van every chance she gets. She tricks us into giving her greenies and treats.
I tell you this, dear Claire, because I believe you should be afraid for your life. The beast that has emerged this week is a monster that knows not mercy! Her sharp fangs and wiry hair are nothing compared to her thirst for human blood. I write you now from a hiding place in my bedroom--a place which Yuki tried to claim as her lair.
Outside my door is a fierce growling and scratching. I only hope she does not make it through the threshold. If you do not hear from me
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You must be dead now, since you haven't written about the doggie. That's sad. I wanted to read more about the werespitz. Oh yeah, and I will miss you and stuff.
Boy will I feel embarrassed if you really are dead...
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