Captain's Log: Day 21

To begin with, yes. This is what they have dressed me in.
I am quite sure your reaction equals my own.

The paparazzi were a force today of strength I'm sure the world has yet to match, and I certainly hope it will not reoccur until my delicate eyes and dainty skin have a proper shot at recovery.

There was finery, sparkles, fragrances… I believe that my First Mate and father were even both showered and properly clothed simultaneously, which is a new experience for me. 

Perhaps they shall try that more often now, as it was quite pleasant. First Mate donned a new face, which I shall address shortly. Well, I suppose that's quite enough of an introduction, onto the dreary task of addressing the fruits of my diligent photographers works.

Forgive my expression here, as I was quite disconcerted initially upon being picked up by such a stranger. Well brushed hair, the smell of soap, and proper dressing are sensations I've typically associated with The Murphy, who certainly wouldn't have been able to cater to me so kindly as this. Beyond the initial shock though, First Mate has turned out quite well. Makeup, as they call it, is not quite as evil as I have heard First Mate declare it to be.  

Oh, yes, go on, laugh. No need to respect my beauty sleep.

(Although, upon briefly, and might I say, incredibly surreptitiously, peeking, I did enjoy partaking of such a happy moment. Perhaps it is only by spying upon them that I may witness such joy, as it seems to be reserved for moments of my slumber)

I am the centerpiece. My rightful place of honor has been bestowed as familiars flock. Grandma, and the one they call "Pius" (he has yet to prove himself as such to me) have doted on me a degree which does please.

Now, this is the one they call "Godmother". How she has earned such a title, and the lack of my consultation in such affairs, truly eludes me. All the same, I have been promised years of spoils from her,  and look forward to her attempts to buy my affection. In return, I ask that she never infect me with foreign infections and diseases to which she may be exposed abroad- that should be common courtesy, after all.