Dear Kitty,
             saw Mum and Dad today. It wasn't the best visit - they got lost, so we only had an hour and they were a bit cross because they'd got lost on the way - but it was still good to see them. They've taken most of my stuff home now; my room looks so empty and bare! It isn't the friendliest place now, I must admit, and it doesn't feel half as cosy as it did, but it's still more home than the place I'll be going to a week on Tuesday. I don't really want to leave it, to be honest - moving AGAIN? It's starting to get tiresome.
             Because Mum and Dad have my stuff, they've got my scales, so I won't be able to weigh myself properly for the next ten days. It's stressing me out.
Yours,
       Chessie