I stomped on Bernadette's brakes and squealed us to a stop. "My phone number? I'm supposed to call myself?"

"Well...you would be the one I'd call."

"Studmuffin, what is happening? None of this makes any sense. I have no reason to call myself, because hello," - I jabbed a finger at my chest - "I'm right here."

"True..." A studious frown crossed my familiar's furry little face. "It is odd, isn't it?"

"Very. If this is how confusing my life is going to be from ...