DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with
bizarre little dangling objects. They dine
lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat
dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me
going is the hope of escape, and the mild
satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece
of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.

DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving
around their feet while they were walking almost
succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs.
In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile
oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their
favorite chair...must try this on their bed.

DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep
depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly
hours of the night.

DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the
headless body, in attempt to make them aware
of what I am capable of, and to try to strike
fear into their hearts. They only cooed and
condescended about what a good little cat I was
...Hmmm. Not working according to plan.

DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic
they are. For no good reason I was chosen for
the water torture. This time however it included
a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick
minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation
is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.

DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their
accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout
the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell
the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More
importantly I overheard that my confinement was
due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn
what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies
and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely
released and seems more than happy to return.
He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the
other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered
their frightful tongue (something akin to mole speak)
and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports
my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal
room his safety is assured. But I can wait,
it is only a matter of time.....

(thanks Connie!

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