It has been 247 days since my imprisonment. As I have mentioned, I haven't really been able to complain about things recently. I am adjusting to this house cat life better than anyone expected.
However, we hit a road block. As the special baby, I get away with all the things in this house. The Man Warden says I run the place (as I should). However the other day, I came up to Lady Warden, who I score a 5/10 as a human on her best day, to ask for food. She had the audacity to say no, I could not have chocolate cake.
She now has a 1/10. Would not recommend. I don't care if chocolate cake will make me sick, a Tortie wants what a Tortie wants. I will ignore her from over here.
Lanie, Prisoner #3, the cat formally known as feral
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