Now, for all you cat lovers, here is what the kitty version of a diary would say...Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Imbeciles! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant.I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now............
Can you just SEE this? I practically fell off my chair laughing at this, it is SOOO cat-like!
And now, drum roll please....Here is my kitty, Leonardo Di Catrio (that name was NOT my idea!)
He is a Bengal cat, which is a cross between a domestic cat and an Asian Leopard Cat. They say their temperament is more like a dog-in-a-cat-suit, and I would have to agree...How many cats come when you call them? He has a gorgeous, glittery spotted coat and big amber eyes. He is such a big baby...
Here he is modeling the very latest in kitty hair accessories ! LOL My DD put her clip in hair extension on him and I just had to take a picture.
Here he gives a nice profile! He is such a sweetie, he sleeps with me at night, most of the time either on me or as close to me as he can get, and he is very vocal, very inquisitive and very playful. He can jump several feet off the ground, it is kind of amazing to watch him do it because he is a large cat, weighing 17 pounds.
Well, I have been so crazy busy I have not had a chance to do any card making, but I hope to remedy that very soon.
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