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I haven't had anymore cases since The Evil Mouse case. That was a pretty exciting case, don't you think?! The only really exciting thing that has been going on here is my arch enemy, Clifford. He thinks he is all cute and he gets to go inside the house and not me. Whenever he is around me all my hair stands up on my back. I don't mean for it too, it just does it automatically. Clifford wants to play with me, but, of course, I can not play with a dog. It's part of being a cat, if a dog comes up to you and wants to play and lies on the ground beside you, you can't play. You just have to stare at him dumbly and pretend like he is the stupidest thing in the world. And, if he starts to chase you, turn around and fight like a cat! Don't run up a tree or run around the yard wildy, just turn around and fight with your claws. That's why God gave you your claws, to defend yourself from your arch enemies. Want me to tell you a secret? Okay, I guess I will. One time, only once, I was being surounded by four dogs. They were closing in on all sides. I had nowhere to turn. All of the sudden, I just started swinging wildly with my claws. I was so fast you could hardly even see my claws. My little notch inside my head was turned up on the super-duper mode! I had all four dogs attacking me, they finally pulled a big chunk of my hair out on my back and I-I-I, well, I had to run for it. I ran up a tree and soon, after standing at the bottom of the tree for what seemed like hours, those little mutts left. Yes, that is a true story. Now remember, that was only once that I ran up a tree when dogs were after me, only once! Of course, there was that one time when I, uhhh.... He, he, I guess I better be going now before I get into another one of my stories of Eugene's past. I am sure you don't have time to hear it. Sincerely, Eugene the Noble
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