Dear Bob, (I can call you bob can't I? It may not be your name, but it is a good name, and one that I am very fond of.)
I feel that I would be particulary suited to looking after your resident It. Considering that it is 13ft tall, and I'm only 5ft4, I would probably be able to run between it's legs as a means of escape if it tried to eat me.
I have had some experience with Its of a different nature, and believe they can be easily distracted by the cry of "Look, over there, a lobster!" They always fall for the lobster.
If I am lucky enough to be the successful aplicant for this job, I will introduced a new feeding regime for the It, comprised of five children. Its are particularly fond of five children, and after a successful feeding have been known to grant wishes.
Its are also very vain, and it's agression may be a way of complaining about the fact that he hasn't had a pedicure recently.
Any further comments or questions, please contact me. I can currently be found at:
The Magical Beach
Through the Greenhouse
Somewhere in England.