(70 years since scientist Professor Whizkats
invented faux cat food. Sadly Whizkats died of food poisoning a
few days later.)
10:05 PM: What a day! My emotions have
been put through the washing machine, dish washer and tumble
In the morning I was grabbed from my cell and
put into a basket. I was sure I was going to be given the
death-penalty. As I was carried through the prison my heart
fluttered uncontrollably. Two thoughts dominated my mind; in a
civilized society, was the barbaric death-penalty acceptable -
even for a heinous crime like stealing a
woolly-blue-thingy-with-a-small-tinkly-bell then trying to
escape from prison? and was I too late to call my lawyer?
But when the basket was opened I was in my
humans’ car - not in the death-penalty room. They were all
excited to see me. I was so ecstatic I peed all over Skirt - but
she just laughed.
Soon we were home again. Brat was so happy to
have me back he gave me lots of presents - the best one is a
pink-mouse-on-a-string. For the rest of the day Trousers and
Skirt took all the things out of the cases again while Brat and
I played chases with my new pink mouse.
It’s so good to be free again.