| 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. Next time I will try this on their bed. |
| 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. 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, 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. |
