Sex: Male Weight: 7 lbs.
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May 10th 1996
Eating, napping, eating some more.....
Tucker, when the food dish is empty, getting my nails trimmed, getting my medicine, climbing the stairs
I can't be bothered with toys
Favorite Nap Spot:
Hill's Prescription Diet I.D.-not really but that's all Mom gives me
Opening cabinets, making music with the door stoppers
I saw Sam several times wandering around in the apartment complex where I lived. He started coming to my door almost every day. I tried to resist him, but then he started climbing a tree to get on my patio (I lived on the second floor). I decided if he was that determined to see me that I should probably keep him!
One eared wonder!
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|April 20th 2006
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May 29th 2006 1:12 pm
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Day 751 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
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
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 in their
hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I
was. - Hmmm, not working according to plan.
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
More important, I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of
inducing "allergies."- Must learn what this is and how to use it to my
I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and perhaps 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.
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