Dear Justin Bieber,
You have officially worn out your welcome. Every time I turn the corner and see you standing there smirking at me my heart leaps out of my chest. EVERY single time. Maybe if you weren't 6 feet tall and wearing all black you wouldn't be such a scary figure there in the corner. You've scared Beau a couple times and the cat still puffs up if you are moved around at all. I think you might have to go live with a new family. Don't take it personally.