The Captive_英语动物笑话
day 752
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 ruining the occasional piece of furniture. tomorrow i may eat another house plant.
day 761
today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded. i must try this at the top of the stairs. in an attempt to disgust and repel these vile oppressors, i once again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair ... must try this on their bed.
day 765
decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what i am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. they only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat i was. hmmm ... not working according to plan.
day 768
i am finally aware of how sadistic they are. for no good reason i was chosen for the water torture. this time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo". what sick minds could invent such a liquid? my only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.
day 770
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 foul odour of the glass tubes they call "beer". more importantly, i overheard that my confinement was due to my power of "allergies." must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
day 773
i am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe 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 ...
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 ruining the occasional piece of furniture. tomorrow i may eat another house plant.
day 761
today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded. i must try this at the top of the stairs. in an attempt to disgust and repel these vile oppressors, i once again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair ... must try this on their bed.
day 765
decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what i am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. they only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat i was. hmmm ... not working according to plan.
day 768
i am finally aware of how sadistic they are. for no good reason i was chosen for the water torture. this time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo". what sick minds could invent such a liquid? my only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.
day 770
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 foul odour of the glass tubes they call "beer". more importantly, i overheard that my confinement was due to my power of "allergies." must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
day 773
i am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe 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 ...