Something is....different

From the desk of Sir Oliver Goss:

There is someone else in my house. I haven't found them yet, but I know they are there. I looked under my bed, all I found was a sneeze. I looked in my closet, and got distracted for a while looking through all my old toys, but no person. I looked in the Forbidden Room and all I found was an angry daddy. I looked on the stairs, but all I found was an angry mommy. I looked in the kitchen and all I found was a hungry Dante. I looked outside and all I found was a tiny delicious bug.

I do not know where this person is hiding, but I know they are there. I feel it the most when I am sitting in my mommy's lap. I feel someone else besides me there. It is like when she is holding Grandmommy's new puppy with me, but the puppy isn't there. I think Mommy and Daddy are starting to realize we have someone living with us too because they talk about things in whispers so that it doesn't hear. I think the someone is feeding my mommy bad foods because she is getting fat and sometimes she tells daddy her tummy doesn't feel well.

This is a mystery folks! Stay tuned! I will get to the bottom of it or my name isn't Oliver.