It sure was nice of Mr. Urban to hire me after Mr. Miller fired me. He paid for my flight down to Washington, D.C. and everything!
But it is hard for me to write on his blog. Most of the time he says I can't use the computer because he's watching his "special movies." And the rest of the time he keeps asking me to tell him Mr. Miller's secrets. He makes me feel weird sometimes. His eyes are scary.
I keep asking when we get to see the White House and the Air and Space Museum. He just says, "Keep typing." And throws me another candy bar.
I have to go. He says we are going to play "Lambs" now. I hope it is fun!