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 shredding on the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may
eat another houseplant and cough it up on the carpeting.
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 (again).
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 and the tiny bit of flesh
under my claws.
DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their
accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event.
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....
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