🐾 Ace’s Diary 🐾

“From Palm to Paradise”

Dear Diary,

Sometimes I daydream about the days when I could fit in the palm of my master’s hand. I was tiny. I was adored. I got all the attention. Reggie wasn’t bouncing around like a maniac yet, and Bellatrix hadn’t started her reign of terror.

It was a madhouse back then—three litters of kittens, countless brothers and sisters, and a constant battle for food. It was chaos. But then, one day, everything changed.

My master came to visit. I remember the moment like it was yesterday. The sweet smell of his shoe hit me like a warm breeze. I couldn’t help myself… I curled up on it and fell asleep. That was it. I had chosen him. Or maybe he chose me. Either way, it was destiny.

Now I’m older. Bigger. Fluffier. My master doesn’t play with me as much, but I still get joy from the attention Reggie gives me (even if it’s… a little too much sometimes). And Bellatrix? Well, let’s just say our shenanigans are legendary. She’s wild, unpredictable, and somehow always dragging me into her schemes.

But this place?

This isn’t a prison.

This is paradise.

There’s a tank full of fish I can’t catch (I’ve tried).

There’s a rope that moves and wiggles and the humans call it a “danger noodle” (I call it a challenge).

There’s a thorny thing that never moves but looks like it’s plotting something (I keep my distance).

Every day is an adventure. Every nap is earned.

And even though I miss those palm-sized days, I wouldn’t trade this chaos for anything.

With whiskers twitching and paws ready,

Ace