Today I successfully gained possession of multiple varieties of cheese, potato chips and some bread. I believe that further aquisitions can be made later tonight. Until then I will observe the computer and television for information related to the location of the food stores.

I am concerned about this sudden turn of events. It is too cold now to merely sit on the bed. Now I must huddle with the laptop for warmth, or burrow under the covers. And where is my share of the food? I know it is here....I can smell it.

The Kitchen.

I have been unable to gain the appropriate amount of hairball medicine. I thought I had mastered the longing stare and the demanding pat, but I have failed.
And now a new insult. Some sort of glowing dot has appeared. I attempted to capture it, but it seems to have magical powers. It vanishs and reappears at will. There may be some connection to a metal stick. I shall continue my efforts at containing and destroying the dot.

Up again at 5.30. Ate several times, ran up and down three flights of stairs more than once, ate again, then settled in for the morning nap. Woke mid-afternoon, journeyed downstairs. Too cold to go out today so slept upstairs in bed. Moved later to the couch when it was tv time. Far too little television being watched for my taste. Shall try and consume half a can of food before bed.