Lanie's Log - What is the Big Deal?

 It has been 128 days since my captivity began.

The wardens are doing less picking me up to hold me and more touching me when I am in my tree.

Lady Warden also always wants to take pictures of me and I do not like the camera in my face. She did snap this one to try and show everyone the pretty orange in my very, very soft fur.

Being told I am pretty does not make up for being a prisoner who has to pose.

Now on to what is the big deal. 

My wardens are over the moon that I have started to play when they aren't around. Most importantly for them, I have started to play with a little foam green ball. They call it my Precious. Apparently Zaphod, who was a dog and I am sure I saw him around when I was feral, loved a ball too. It was his Precious, so now I have one as well.  I don't see what the big deal is that I have found something to help me pass my time here. One can only sleep like 19 hours a day. 

I have been known to take it into the windowsill with me and I actually hid it in my food bowl in the windowsill (it was up there to keep Tigris and Styx out of my food). 

Me guarding my ball

Keeping it safe

I don't see what the big deal is, but the wardens are happy.

Lanie, prisioner 3 who has a ball as a friend.