(Yes, we have three cats. This strikes a chord.)
Monday - 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 satisfaction from ruining the occasional piece of furniture.
Tomorrow I may eat another
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