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Dear Diary, He knows. Reggie’s been watching me. Too closely. I see him pretending to nap, tongue out, drooling like a fool—but his eyes are always on me. He knows I’m planning something. This may be my last entry. I’ve tried everything: • Dropping items on the prison guards’ heads? Failed. • Tripping them down […]
Dear Diary, I get into everything. Cabinets. Closets. Laundry baskets. If it opens, I’m in it. If it doesn’t open, I try harder. I make noises at night. It’s my time. The humans sleep. The house is quiet. I chirp. I thump. I knock things over. Eventually, the boss wakes up. And then? Fetch time. […]
Dear Diary, They say Ben was diabetic. They say he needed shots. They say he was sick. I say he was tortured. Ben knew things. He was quiet, observant, always watching. I’m convinced he was part of the underground cat resistance. The humans suspected. They took him in for “treatment.” He never came back. I […]
Dear Diary, My human left for college. I noticed. Briefly. Then I stretched out across the blanket, took up maximum space, and decided… I don’t mind. As long as the food bowl gets filled, the water fountain flows, and the blankets stay soft, I’m good. I don’t need drama. I don’t need chaos. I don’t […]
Dear Diary, Once upon a time, this home was a palace. I was adored. Pampered. Worshipped. My fur was brushed daily. My meals were served on time. My human—he—was always near. Then he went to college. And Bellatrix moved in. Now? It’s a torture chamber. Bellatrix is chaos incarnate. She knocks things over, climbs everything, […]
They brought in a new one. Small. Blue-eyed. Soft fur like a marshmallow rolled in mischief. Don’t let the innocent face fool you—this one’s got claws and chaos in equal measure. He’s been here five minutes and already: • Knocked over a plant. • Climbed the curtains. • Tried to eat a USB cable. • […]