Not sure about Todd....

I know I said I was done blogging, but I am a little worried. Theres something wrong with Todd. It seems like after a few days he starts acting weird again. Pixie has been stuck in a cage for over a day now, and he shaved her completely bald.

He keeps trying to get me to go downstairs with him again. I don't want to. He moved my food bowl halfway down the steps. I haven't eaten in days. I refuse to go down there. I wonder how my old family is doing? I love Todd, but I should leave.

Plan failed.... again...

I thought I had it all planned out. I could already taste the catnip! Then out of nowhere, everything backfired. Rather than getting my way, I got grounded. So, I left.

I saw this video that Steve posted online. It serves him right.

I am posting this blog from my new owner's house. I will never return to Steve again. Todd is now happy, while I was gone he got a new kitty. Her name is Pixie.

I will continue to watch Steve's activity online to see how Bitch and Fluff-Face are doing. Other than that, this will be my last blog. I am done talking. I just want to be a cat and live with Todd forever.

Goodbye!

It's WORKING!

I can't believe it! My plan is working! I overheard Steve (my human) in the other room last night talking to the other human. I think her name is babe. Thats what Steve calls her..

Anyways, he said he "was at the end of his rope" and ready to do ANYTHING to find out who Todd is! He even said he might get some catnip for me! Oh how happy I am! Everything is working out perfectly! Now, all I need is a kitten to replace Ibanez for Todd. Since Gibson won't die, I doubt my humans will get another cat. I'll have to find one on the street.

Holding back information.

I may not know how to make Todd happy so we can live together, but I think I might know how to get Steve to give me some nip. All I have to do is make him desperate enough to crack. I know this plan will work!

Still no new plan.

I'm working on it. Something has to happen soon. I can only take so much.

My plan is failing!

Things are getting worse. Gibson now thinks I am a toy. I should never have trusted such a retarded animal with secret information. Luckily, his lack of vocabulary stops him from spilling too many details.

I may have messed up by admitting what I know to Steve. But my previous plan has fallen apart. I need a new plan!

He will not die!

How can this kitten be invincible!? I have tried nearly a hundred times to kill him and he continues to live! I have tried to fight him into the ground. He thinks I am playing, because now he attacks me from behind.

His little fluffy paws do not hurt me. His punches and kicks don't bruise me. His teeth are dull and weak. But his actions are annoying.