Day 84 of my captivity.
My
captors continued 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 clawing the furniture. Tomorrow I may eat
another house plant.
Today
my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they
were walking almost succeeded. Maybe I should 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. I must try this on
their bed.
Decapitated
a mouse and brought them the headless body in an 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 kitty
cat I was. This is not working according to plan.
There
was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in
solitary confinement throughout the event. However, I could hear the
noise and smell the food. More important, I overheard that my
confinement was due to my powers of inducing something called
"allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
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 speaks with
them regularly, and 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's only a matter of time.
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