Wednesday, August 25, 2010 1 Comment
I don’t know where Venkmann (aka Twerp) went. Everyone is sad. I’ve looked all over the apartment (even under the futon) and I can’t find him. My Over-Lords had him in the living room the other night, but neither of them would let me play with him. Maybe Venkmann was tired of my rough-housing. Maybe [...]
Sunday, October 11, 2009 No Comments
I could kill you…but I choose NOT to.
Monday, September 21, 2009 No Comments
Spent evening chasing long furry thing. Been catching it in the corner of my eye for weeks and tonight’s the night…that thing is going DOWN! Dang…that thing is quick. Mr. Tall has been working his finances. Informed him to invest in tuna. Yummy!
Friday, December 5, 2008 No Comments
Day 983 of my captivity My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to [...]
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