A message from Ina's Burrow

I know how you all might be wondering where my mom Fuzzy has been absconding these days ditching you blogger pals. While she is not collapsing onto the sofa exhausted in her search for a perfect sitter for me and chasing me around the house she is usually lost in that world of Potter guy. What's up with that?isn't it supposed to be for kids?She even yaps with that other aunty on the phone about this strange kid,sometimes I wonder whether both of them are undergoing some age regression of sorts. They were discussing some things so strange and about people whom I'm not sure I ever met . There was mention of some Snape guy and whether he is actually a baddie or whether some blokes named Ron and Hermione were going to die (probably these blokes are pretty ill with some terminal illness) or whether even the Potter guy is going to die with Voldermort (I will surely be pleased to see that shh..don't tell my mom). This Potter guy seems like some Mafia lord of sorts what being surrounded by villains all the time. She has even begun to speak a different language. The other day she told me "Accio" to come, opened the door saying "Alohomara" to dad and when me and dad were chasing each other running around and accidently knocked her favorite vase she wanted to use something sounding like "Petrificus totalus and Expelliarmos"glaring at us both not looking too happy. She told dad the other day that he has a few owls and somehow Dad seemed to understand that language and went to check his emails! He says she is going to be this way for a few more days but I'm seriously worried about her. Dad also happened to mention casually yesterday how much money the Rowling lady made with writing this Potter guy's story. I was aghast!this lady must be a pretty good story teller,there's no way my mom's stories could fetch such huge amounts of money. Poor lady has quite an imagination but stories are pretty insipid and lack the punch. Anyway I really don't get the hype and right now am mighty upset with this Potter kid who seems to have mesmerized her so much that she forgets about me also at times. Can you believe that?

Me and my dad have been relegated to the status of living decorative pieces of art at home. My dad however thankfully is not into the clutches of this Potter guy. He is much more saner and he is more a television guy and not that much into books (Thank god for that,imagine if I were to have both my parents in the spell of this Potter guy. I might have had to kill him) He even got me to watch the "Mythbusters" and "American choppers" with him the other day trying to explain to me all the cool things people do with bikes and stuff. With a bowl of chips and some hearty conversations we had a great bonding time. My drool covering his shirt, him with his remote in his hand flipping numerous channels, with the pieces of chips being crushed and thrown onto the sofa and the floor, clinking of glass of beer and sippy cups of juice yes we had a major father daughter moment much to the chagrin of my Potter possessed mama. We also decided to do this more often as it looks like it might take a few days more for mom to get back to her normal saner self. I hope we don't have to exorcise her in order to get rid of the Potter possession.