THE HUMANS WENT OUT AGAIN LAST NIGHT AND DID NOT FEED ME BEFORE THEY LEFT. THEY TALKED ABOUT SOMEONE'S BIRTHDAY PARTY. I CALLED
MONTEBELLO67 TO LET HIM KNOW ABOUT AMY'S PARTY BUT DISGUISED MY VOICE LIKE STOOPID OWNER,
DR_WU002. HE'LL READ THIS JOURNAL AND BE EMBARRASSED BECAUSE A CAT IS MUCH SMARTER THEN HIM. I GOT HIS MONEY -- $100.
THEY GOT HOME LAST NIGHT AND FED ME. APPARENTLY THEY MET SOME NEW PEOPLE. SOME MORE WEIRDO HUMANS TO COME OVER AND BOTHER ME. ONE, SOME GUY NAMED OSCAR LIKES WEIRDO MUSIC LIKE THE BOY HUMAN LIKES. THE OTHER, MEGANN ALSO LIKES SIMILAR MUSIC TO BOTH THE BOY AND GIRL HUMAN THAT LIVE HERE. I HATE THEM. I KNOW THESE NEW HUMANS WILL BE OVER, BOTHERING ME. HOPEFULLY NOT LIKE THE ONE THAT SAYS SHE'S MY "AUNT" AND CHASES ME AROUND. I'M GOING TO BITE HER ONE DAY.
MEANWHILE, I'M GOING TO THE OTHER ROOM TO CONTEMPLATE HOW I'M GOING TO CHEW ON THOSE TASTY LOOKING RATS. THEY'RE LOOKING JUST ABOUT RIPE ENOUGH FOR ME TO EAT. THEY ARE PLUMP AND JUICY AND HAVE GIANT BALLS WHICH I IMAGINE ARE LIKE EATING SWEET FRUITS FOR A CAT LIKE ME. THE HUMANS TREAT THEM LIKE FRIENDS AND I HAVE TO PRETEND LIKE THEY MY FRIENDS. SOON THEY WILL BE IN MY TUMMY.