- room 223 - wednesday afternoon - 4/28 -
Fiona Post, age 16 now, dropped her bag on her bed and started looking for her kitten.
This took a few minutes, since the kitten was a dark color and not particularly interested in being found at the moment by her Horrible Mommy who Went Away. Finally, however, she managed to discover that the cat was hidden under her bed.
She tried to lure her out with clicks of her tongue, flutterings of her fingers in promise of pettings, all kinds of things. Finally, however, feeling a bit like a cheat, she pulled open the little bag of tuna.
[open for all, the roommate!, etc.]
This took a few minutes, since the kitten was a dark color and not particularly interested in being found at the moment by her Horrible Mommy who Went Away. Finally, however, she managed to discover that the cat was hidden under her bed.
She tried to lure her out with clicks of her tongue, flutterings of her fingers in promise of pettings, all kinds of things. Finally, however, feeling a bit like a cheat, she pulled open the little bag of tuna.
[open for all, the roommate!, etc.]