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!!!.....

OMG! I SAW TODD!

I was right! We are SO close to his house now! I was just sitting in the lookout (the thing they calls "Wind Oh's") staring outside, dreaming of my forthcoming freedom, when I saw Todd drive down the street, right in front of my new prison. I mean, our new home.. Ugh..

After watching Gibson's Scary World Video, I noticed that his image of Todd is misleading. I don't know where he comes up with this nonsense. Todd is not scary, he is amazing. His addiction to porcelain dolls is a little creepy, but other than that he is the best human ever! I love him...

False alarm....

Nevermind. They found her locked in the tool shed out back. Lame.

Better luck next time.