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To: <ranger1@2xtreme.net>
Sent: Thursday, July 27, 2000 6:52 PM
Subject: Secret Cat Diary
>
>
> Secret Cat Diary
>
> 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 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.
> 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.
>
>
>
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Secret Cat Diary
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 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.
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.
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