Annie Grace...CSI Agent

Hi...it's me....Annie Grace.....
I am sorry for not writing lately but we had a little dilemma here this week, my computer privileges were revoked. Seriously.....
No....it was not my hairball throw up, excessive dancing on the bed at 6:15 AM, tossing my food outside the dish, clumps of hair evenly distributed through out the house, or even the occasional scratch on the leather chairs (I never do it while she is home.... so.....what's the big deal?). I was caught trying to lure the Craig's List Killer out of hiding. I mean seriously....you need a very clever CAT to save New England from this crazy man. The Lady saw me adding my profile on Craig's List offering free massages (which I really do....I knead the polar fleece blanket...it's the same thing.) and she took the computer away. Look Lady, I watch CSI all night with you. I know EXACTLY what I am doing! I am beautiful.....offer massages.....naive enough to meet at a hotel.....and don't charge that much. The responses are overwhelming and I feel I am so close to solving this. I am completely surprised that the FBI has not consulted with me by now. But anyway.... I have lost my privileges for a while. I spend my entire day sitting in the window looking for this predator. Nothing yet but I will continue my watch all while trying NOT to look at the dead Christmas Tree on the side of the house that has left me completely humiliated. Look Lady....I have a reputation to up hold and we look.....pathetic. "But Annie...it's a man's job" she tells me while experimenting with a new Lancome Quad of eyeshadow which I am suspect is new. I KNOW...but there is no man here so put on your Reef leopard flip flops tonight and throw the tree on a neighbors property when no one is watching. Simple. Problem solved...I have a mystery to investigate. Today on TV there are many tips on how to avoid an on-line predator, I have my own......
DON'T BE STUPID!
I mean really....look at the real estate industry. They NEVER meet complete strangers in isolated locations with no one knowing where they are. They never have complete strangers in their cars all the time. They never publish all their information and pictures on-line for every one to see. Oh yes...they do. Sorry. Bad example. Now I know why Real Estate is rated the 5th most stressful job.
"Oh Annie.....do you know where my Shocking Pink Lipstick is?" I hear from the bathroom. Apparently there is no concern on The Lady's part about a predator nor the stress which leaves me with grave concern and I must monitor the premises tonight...skulking around...protecting.