Day 274

OMG what the hell is that noise! It sounds like something is going to crash into me! Then that bright flash of light that shots across the sky. All my captors did was look at me as if I was crazy when I was scratching on the window door. She picks me up, pets me, tells me it's ok, then puts me back into The Room of Death....and then there is more of the loud booming noise! I'm going to die.... I just know it...

Day 270

They truly are out to destroy me! They left me two days ago locked inside the Sun Room....the room of death.... with that damn fuzzy black thing in the cage. They just left me! They are lucky I didn't piss on everything and tip my food and water out. When they got back they opened the door and were surprised when I didn't come out... of course I didn't come out, they had left me all locked up.

I'll get them.

Day 245

Today the endless torture doesn't end.... Something happened outside, everything turned white. My captors were covered in white stuff, then they proceeded to pick me up and take me outside. That white stuff is a monster, it's cold and wet. One of my other captors decided it would be funny to smash a giant ball of this cold, wet white stuff on my head.

Later I was mesmerized by something warm in the wall, I couldn't help but sit and stare at it for ever. They caught it on tape....

Day 210

I have been violated beyond recognition. I knew something was up the way they were cooing at me and being all nice. My captors transported me in a smelly plastic carrier to the House of Torture.... those dogs were so dumb, they thought that they were just going to get a treat, but low and behold they TOOK MY MANHOOD!!! Then they stuck a bunch of needles in me and was drugged with all sorts of unidentifiable drugs and brought me home. I lick between my legs and it doesn't taste the same, I am no longer the maline I was before..... (for those that don't know maline is cat for male... feline... female.... maline.. male... got it.. good) My captors furthered their torture by laughing at me as I staggered around the house, while I came out of my coma. I will get them..... my poor nuts....

Day 183

The torture continues. My captors found it entertaining to purchase a "stocking" of toys for me to play with, why they think that I want to play with such items that I can just chew up is beyond me. What they did do that was unforgivable was to coat the stuffed mice with some kind of herb that caused me to go insane. They now call me crack kitty. I heard them call this powder "cat nip", what that means is beyond me, but today I found myself rolling around like a pig on the counter, coating myself with this substance. They truly are sociopaths.

DAY 125

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 mild satisfaction I get from shredding the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant and cough it up on the carpeting.

Day 68

The room that they lock me in is called "the office", I call it the room of endless agony.... it consists of 10 glass windows which serves as the "walls". The furry black creature lives in a cage high up on a pedestal, that I'm always getting yelled at for being on. There are also three tables with weird machines that my captors are on occasionally. They do serve a good purpose, since I figured out how to use this "computer"... I hope that my rescue will come, but till then.... The reason I call this room the room of endless agony, is because of the brown and gray furry creatures that hang outside on the branches and the wood fence. They have bushy tails and just sit there, staring at me, mind-fucking me. They cause me to run about the room all crazy, while I make weird noises, if only I could get to those gawking wild creatures, I'd show them who's boss.... the furry black creature just laughs at me.... curse this prison I live in...