Day 1,222 of my captivity.
My jailors continue to taunt me. Freedom is a mere quarter inch away but might as well be a mile since the door is so secure.
The humans routinely dine lavishly on all manner of delicacies while we prisoners are forced to eat mush and dry cereal. Although I regularly show my contempt for these rations I must eat to keep up my strength. All attempts at escape are quickly thwarted.
My efforts at assassinating one of my jailors by wrapping around her feet have so far been unsuccessful. She simply picks me up, coos at me in a most demeaning manner, and pets me until I fear I may go bald before releasing me.
The dog is an especially stupid animal. He is released several times each day, outside, WITHOUT SUPERVISON, and still returns. I had managed on one of my aborted escape attempts to smuggle a message to one of the creatures outside requesting assistance eliminating the dunce.
While I was delighted at the critter’s comeuppance, I could have done without the smell inside our prison once the skunk was finished with him. Proof positive what idiots’ dogs are! This was the second time!
My captors must be displeased with something. The have recently employed some muscle to maintain order. He may look scrawny but he can be vicious if he wants. He is some sort of mutant. I overheard the humans call him ‘polydactyl’. I think that must mean he is related to dinosaurs. He certainly acts like it. I’m guessing some sort of raptor species.
He is always trying to chum up to the captors. No sense of pride that one. Constantly in their laps, rubbing against their chins, wanting to be petted. I knew that one would be trouble the minute I saw him, and I was right!
I have determined that the first order of business is that the muscle must go. I will consult with my fellow prisoner, Lady Pepper. The muscle has been harassing her the worst, the bloody bounder! He takes particular pleasure in bullying Lady Pepper. She is afraid of him. I try to run interference as best I can but he is vicious. He has no respect for a lady.
I’ve been doing everything I can to protect the Lady. Unfortunately, I can’t be with her constantly although I do my best. She is a sweet little thing. I must defend her as best I can.
The dog is stupid enough he can be easily manipulated once the muscle is eliminated. I will not give up. I will be free again!
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