Uncle Gil Came To Visit
Today Uncle Gil came to visit. I like Uncle Gil. He has a backpack with lots of pockets that I love to try and get into. He also helps people get in touch with their spirit guides. I'm not really sure what that means, but I love staring into his eyes. I sat in my house that Mommy put back together for me (because after I tried to remodel it, it was in pieces on the floor) and just stared into his eyes for what seemed like forever. As I meditated, I realized that this is not my first lifetime. I was once a model in New York City and spent many nights dancing until dawn at Studio 54. That's why I love to play with anything that glitters like a disco ball. I may even have a little crush on Uncle Gil. He's got really nice hands, and I like how he pets me.
Before Uncle Gil came over, I had a major life accomplishment. I jumped up onto the stove for the first time! I was so excited about it, but Mommy didn't get as excited as I did. In fact, she seemed kind of mad about it. I don't understand Mommy sometimes. She doesn't like it when I jump inside the dishwasher or walk across her laptop. But she just got her cell phone back from being repaired (she thinks I made it crash when I knocked it off her nightstand), so she seems happier and can go back to writing my blog for me. As far as I'm concerned, the only thing that phone is good for is my blog.