Hi It's me.....Annie Grace.....
I have just finished laying on an envelope for about 2 hours and had to listen to endless questions from The Lady. Let me start by telling you that part of my perfectly planned day includes hopping up on the couch and chewing on the envelopes as she opens the mail. In her warped mind she thinks we are bonding and it's something "we do together". Basically I could care less who opens the mail, just as long as I can chew them life is good. I am also aware that she feels this will eliminate me from chewing her files. It will not.

"Annie.....do you like your envelope I left for you?
Listen Lady, I don't necessarily "like" it. I am just laying on it so you will leave me alone for a while.
"Annie....do you want me to hold it so you can chew?"
No...I do not. Trust me I can chew anything just fine by myself. Go look at your files in the kitchen...proof of my unlimited abilities.
"Annie.....are you sleeping on the envelope now?"
No... I am meditating and telepathically asking for more wildlife to encroach our dwelling so you will otherwise be occupied.

Now I close my eyes to tiny little slits and just stare at her. Next I turn my head about 2 centimeters and stay perfectly still, on my envelope, for about an hour. This will just play on her endless need to be involved in my life as I ignore her. She quietly walks around me as to not disturb me which emphasizes my complete control.

As I ignore her while side staring at her (to which she has no idea) I gasp. Hey Lady are you due to have your roots done? I watch as the look of shock, horror and then panic cloud her face. "Oh Annie, can you see them?"
See them??? The people at choir practice in the church down the street can see them! I am perfectly aware that this may seem cruel but it truly is a battle for control in this domicile and I would have to say that tonight....
It's Annie Grace - 1 point
The Lady - None