Today... Just another day as a kitty...

• 9:31 AM - I woke up.
  
• 10:10 - I got up from the floor.
  
• 10:13 - I ate some food...
  
• 10:19 - I pooped and peed.
  
• 10:22 - I took a nap.
  
• 11:06 - I woke up.... Again..
  
• 11:19 - Bitch licked me. I punched her.

• 12:58 PM - Steve stepped on my tail.
  
• 1:07 - I bathed myself with my tongue.
  
• 1:19 - I puked a little.
  
• 1:43 - I took a nap.
  
• 5:30 - I woke up.
  
• 5:32 - Steve gave Fluff-Face and me tuna.
  
• 5:44 - I took a nap.
  
• 7:39 - I woke up.
  
• 8:02 - I tried to escape.
  
• 8:03 - I gave up on escaping. It's too hard.
  
• 8:04 - I got my back claw stuck in the carpet.
  
• 8:05 - I got a little scared. Stuck in one place.
  
• 8:06 - I made my peace with the world and planned to die.
  
• 8:10 - Steve helped me release myself from the floor.
  
• 8:13 - Fluff-Face (Gibson) jumped on my back.
  
• 9:31 - I took a nap.
  
• 10:08 - I woke up.
  
• 10:09 - I got online to post a blog.
  

All in all it's been a good day!

We Survived The Attacks.

I was surprised when I woke up this morning.

After last nights deadly bombings that seemed to last forever, I assumed the world would be vacant. I didn't expect to wake up.

When I peeked outside, the only evidence of the war was large black ash on the streets and sidewalk. A slight smokey haze fills the air, but the humans outside seem to have continued on as if nothing ever happened. I will never understand these careless humans.

Steve, my human, seems to have been documenting our relocation in a video that he posted online called "Talking Kitty Something Something".

As seen in the footage, Todd has been attempting to rescue me. Steve has been evading him so far, making strange efforts to keep Gibson and I locked away as if Todd were some sort of threat.

It's the end of the world.

I usually don't watch television, but I've seen enough of it to know what war is. It's when the humans fight each other with explosion thingies that go boom in the sky.

Tonight I was sleeping in the front room when I heard the first explosion. The whole room lit up from the blast and the sound was loud enough to shake my whiskers!

I ran into the human's sleeping room and hid under their bed. More explosions! Then more and more! I want to note this in my journal as the first day of attack, so it may be marked in history for future creatures to read after we've all died. Here goes..

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Today was the beginning of the end. The human's are preparing to destroy each other and take us all out with them. Let it be known to you beings of the future that mankind began it's destruction at exactly 9:22 PM on the night of July 3rd, according to the time keeping papers that humans use, called calenders.

I over heard my human as he laid on the bed above my hiding bunker. He said, and I quote: "Wow, if it's this bad tonight, imagine how crazy it will be tomorrow night..."

I heard no fear in his voice as he spoke, but I know he must be horrified.

End of message to future creatures.

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If it will be worse by this time tomorrow, we are surely doomed. It is now just after 10 PM. The humans have closed the hatch to their sleeping corridors leaving Bitch, Fluff-Face and Myself out in the rest of the house to fend for ourselves.

I borrowed a camera and was lucky enough to get a picture of one of the bombs as it exploded in the air, taken from the safety of a lookout (Wind Oh) in our home. It was colorful and loud. I can only imagine how many lives were destroyed by this massive weapon.

This may be the last message I ever send out. Good luck everyone.

Still no luck.

My human has let me into the room with the lookouts many times. I tried to execute my plan, but the lookouts are always closed. I can't tear the Micro-Square Netting until the lookouts (Wind Oh's) are open.... Still stuck here for now.

I have planned my escape!

My escape plan is flawless!

In the room where my food tower is, there are 4 lookouts (the humans call them "Wind O's"). Each one of them slides open, but

they're reinforced with some

strange micro-square netting.

This netting looks like a discouraging trap, but it is actually quite weak. I can easily penetrate it with my claws.

When I am in the room with my food tower, the humans sometimes close the door, leaving me unattended.

Here is my new plan:

• Wait until the door to my food tower is opened.
• Go into the room and hide.
• Wait for the humans to close the door.
• Claw and create an opening in the Micro-Square Netting.
• Run like hell.

My plan as drafted.

It is only a matter of time now.... I can already taste the catnip and tunafish!

Another day.

I'm still not used to this new home the humans moved me to. Everytime I turn around I get lost. They've moved my food tower into a room with doors on it, so half the time I can't get to it. Worse yet, I have had nothing but dry food since we got here.

I am starting to think that they forgot to put my canned wet yumminess into the brown storage cubes. I don't think I've done anything bad lately, am I grounded again? Steve really needs to go to the store.

Or let me outside. Either way.

Violation of Kitty Privacy.

My human has been video taping me for longer than I was aware of. I only remember the last couple years of random recording devices stuck in my face.

My fur stood on end moments ago as I came across a video of myself as a kitten, with annoying music and horrible image quality. The choppy video is evidence that Steve (my capturer) has been invading my privacy for longer than I had anticipated.

Perhaps I can find some baby pictures of Steve to post on my blog as payback for this. I was too young and helpless to know what he was doing back then.

I'll get my revenge. I will take his camera and record him on his white litter bowl thingy that he sits on to potty. Hehehehe!!!.....