Free at last! For two dark months I have been trapped by this anthropomorphic psychotic cat. I have been grievously neglected. Occasionally, he would come stare at me and purr "Mmmmm, Monkeeeeeey!" and feed me banans. I have had nothing but bananas for weeks. I hate bananas. Clearly he was trying to fatten me up. I think he intended that I be the main course at some horrific dinner. Yet, through all this, my keen intellect divined that the weather was changing, and with it his attitude. It was obvious to me that his beloved hiking season was beginning again. So I devised a plan to escape. Today I realized he was going out again, so I hopped into his jacket pocket when he wasn't looking, hoping to hitch a ride to... anywhere. Well, I was right. Here I am, stuck in this box in the primitive wood. Still, I'd rather be starved here than fattened for feast there. Hopefully some kind soul can retrieve me, and perhaps bring me to the smell of books and knowledge yet again. It's so cold here, and I have no bananas. Please, someone help me!
[This entry was edited by New England n00b on Sunday, April 03, 2005 at 8:14:20 PM.]