Today, I was just minding my business, writing on my new blog, when Mutt barges in. He starts messing with stuff. I tell him to knock it off, but he doesn't. He opens one of my desk drawers, and finds a small notebook. My most prized possession. I write stories and sometimes diary entries n there. Anyhow, it had some PERSONAL stuff in there that I didn't want ANYONE to see until I get a book published.
I fought him for it. During that fight, he found my DIARY. Now that has REALLY personal stuff in there. Including some secrets NO ONE can EVER see.I grabbed the diary and threw it into my closet. I continue fighting for the note book. He RIPS a page! I grab it from him, run out of the room, crying, and hide my notebook in safe place.
Later, Mutt finds my diary, and starts reading it! I attack him several times, then it's back cover fell out of the binding. ( it has a spiral binding ) I run off to go fix it. I get it fixed, and since then, Mutt hasn't bothered me.
