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Sad Cat Diaries. Dear Diary : The authorities have moved the black suit coat from the couch, there's nowhere left for me to sleep. I've peed on the coffee table two times in protest yet nothing seems to've changed. Dear Diary : My food and water dishes are half empty, it's obvious that I'll soon starve to death. I have repeatedly tried to inform the authorities to my desperate situation but they seem to be either deaf, cruel, or stupid, this may be my final entry. Dear Diary : It's come to my attention that the authorities have two hands yet have made it the sadistic policy to rub me with only one hand. Half love's just low, which is how I feel. Dear Diary : The water dish continues to vex me. The authorities seem to take pleasure taunting me with this cruel liquid that has neither distinguishing visual mark or scent. Today marks a sad anniversary, this is the one thousandth time my nose has been unintentionally wetted. Dear Diary : The authorities seem to take pleasure in torturing by refusing to hold open the backdoor long enough for me to decide whether I want to go out into the garden or stay inside, go out into the garden or stay inside, go out into the garden or stay inside, go out into the garden or stay inside. Dear Diary : The authorities punished me for pooping on the kitchen floor, they do this in spite of my efforts to distribute the cat litter evenly throughout the house. I'm convinced that the they are mad men, devoid of reason and logic. Dear Diary : The squirrels are back again today, they mock me from the window, I will try to release myself from this torment and groom myself for five hours. Dear Diary : I have been stalking an insect on the hallway wall for two day now and all of my attempts to capture or kill it have been thwarted. Upon further inspection I've discovered that the insect is indeed a thumb tack. This place is madness and it shall surely drive me mad as well. Dear Diary : It's two in the morning and the authorities have closed and locked the bedroom door. I can only assume that they've forgotten me and have left me here to die. I will try to stay strong and sing the song of my people in hopes that the they come back for me. Dear Diary : The authorities have replaced the large, roomy, and comfortable TV with a large, thin, and uncomfortable flat screen TV. I have puked on the floor three times in protest but nothing seem to've changed. I have decided to riot tonight by scratching up the new leather recliners, peeing on the new couch, and puking on the new rug. History does not long entrust the care of freedom to the weak or the timid, wish luck and god's blessings in my noble efforts. Dear Diary : The authorities have taken me to the torturer known as the veterinarian. This woman jabs me with needles, probes me, and even put a torture collar around my neck. Have I unknowingly opened the lament configuration? Dear Diary : the catnip no longer dulls the pain of my torment, I have resorted to taking laps of the authority's liquor to help numb the misery. Dear Diary : The authorities seem to be angered by my laying on the laptop while they're using it. If it wasn't meant to be laid on then why's warm and comfortable? Their ignorance angers me. Dear Diary : I have succeeded in my efforts to destroy the evil fern, but alas my hard work has all been for nought. As if by black magic a new fern has appeared in it's place. I shall begin my efforts anew tomorrow. Like like Sisyphus I am bound to hell.
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