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Dear World,
My Wonderful Human has allowed a human male into our house. I have vomited three times in protest, but she has erased all traces of it and a foul citrus liquid was sprayed over the protest sites.
If the human male throws me off of a building again, I will do more than merely scratch him. I have demonstrated my ability for murder, but he does not respect me. Even though the human male has seen me eliminate the last human to push me off of a counter, he continues to taunt me with his presence.
Twice a day I sharpen my claws while maintaining unblinking eye contact with him—-to remind him that I am always armed.
His latest move in the escalating war was to close the door to the bedroom. I do not know what he is doing to my Wonderful Human, but she sounds most unwell.
… I have taken a break from scratching at the door to pee in the human male’s shoes. I will continue to scratch at the door until I can save her, but even if I fail-he will pay for his misdeeds. I am not fooled by the loud music he plays to drown out her distress or to keep her from hearing my yowls of assurance in her time of need. I am coming, I will save her!