Hi!  It's me, Katie Lou!  When I arrived at Karin and Katy's house, they were both at work.  The very happy welcoming comittee freed me from my box.  They were nice, but kind of, well, loud. "IT'S YOU!" one of them yelled.  "PLEASED TO MEET YOU!"  "MY CLOTHES FELL OFF!"  "YOU ARE PRETTY!"  "MAY I BORROW YOUR CLOTHING?"	Then they "helped" me unpack my things.  They were so busy excitedly yelling over them, I don't think they even noticed when I wandered away.

The next person I met was Ian.  "Have you seen my pictures?" he asked.  I told him I'd seen some.  Then he insisted on showing them to me on the computer.  I tried so hard to be a good guest, but he was explaining each picture for a really long time and I got bored.	Then Sean came over and insisted that we play Memory. I didn't really want to play, but I really didn't want to see any more pictures. Sean got twenty-two pairs.  Ian got twelve pairs.  I got two pairs.  One of them Ian helped me with.

"Don't you want to play again?" Sean asked.  "I have twenty-seven boxes.  I'll let you pick which kind to play!" "I'd rather not, thank you," I said politely.

Stirling was shooting and Robbie was steering, so there was no way for me to play with them.	And I don't have freckles or a romper, so these guys wouldn't let me play dollies.

On my way to find the bathroom, I ran into these dogs. "WILL YOU DO PORKIE A FAVOR?" asked the pink one. "GO IN THERE AND TRY AND FIGGUR OUT THE CATS' SECRET PLAN!  WE'RE HAVING A WAR!" "PORKIE IS HAVING A HARD TIME SNEAKING UP FOR SOME REASON," the brown dog added.  "OH, BY THE WAY, I'M JELLYBEAN!" "Maybe you would sneak up better if you stopped shouting," I said, rubbing my ear.  But I agreed to spy on the cats.

All of the Koosas cats plus Uncle Simon, who is supposed to babysit while Karin and Katy work, were on the bed planning strategy.  Somehow, they figured out that I was a spy! "Ooh, I think we'd better take him hostage," said one. "Yes!  She can be our prisoner!" agreed another one. The cats began to chant, "Prisoner!  Prisoner!" I started to cry.  I didn't think I was going to like it here one bit.

Then I heard a voice say, "Stop it, cats.  You're scaring her!"  A friendly looking girl came and gave me a hug.  "Sorry.  These guys can be wild, and sort of noisy.  I'll take you to the room where the nice kids hang out."  She stuck out her hand.  "By the way, I'm Luna." "I'm Katie Lou."  I took her hand and we went to another room.

"You could listen to the big stinky bear read a story," Luna said.  The bear frowned.  "I just brushed maw teeth," he said. I decided not to listen to the story, though.

Instead, I decided to play beanies with Luna and Libby.  I think maybe I'll like it here after all. I'll write again soon!