I’m starting to learn more about cousin Teddy than I ever wanted to know. Those Brits sure have weird customs. For example, Teddy bathes — on purpose! And he likes clean clothes, which is why he’s always borrowing my stuff while his is in the wash. I got up this morning and he was wearing my spare underwear. I was saving that for a special occasion! Plus he laughs at weird stuff (like Daddy’s jokes), so I know his sense of humor is warped…and not in a good way.
On top of that, I think he’s undermining my friendship with Tiger. They’ve started whispering in the corner when they think I’m not looking, and then they laugh like they’re sharing a special joke. I’ll bet they’re talking about me.
Mommy and Daddy have offered to let him stay as long as he wishes. They even remarked that they hope his good manners will rub off on me! I know they say blood is thicker than water, but if Teddy isn’t more careful, I’m liable to test that theory…
