Dear Diary,
Friday evening my man pet opened the door to someone that he knew. It was a friend, and they had a little person with them. The little person was fascinated with me, and wanted to get closer and closer. I moved away from the door (I shouldn't have been so nosey in the first place), and the little person followed me into the house. My man pets friends called him Thomas, and he followed me into the kitchen. I had no choice but to hide underneath the units - and even then he lay on the floor and tried to squeeze under to reach me. My pets thought it was really funny that I had been silenced by Thomas.
I wasn't laughing.
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