EVERYONE HAS A STORY

t happened again last night as I worked to restore my paws and talons to an acceptable condition.

I have to record this quickly because I don’t know how much time I have before the harry one comes to end my life for attacking it. Yes,...

I think they drugged the “food” I ate yesterday. Yet if I was sedated what was their purpose?

I was right, what I just ate should not be called food and I am pretty sure drinking fuel would have been an improvement.

Maybe they are just, mostly unintelligent.

That might have been the single worst idea I have ever had.

I found a place to hide in one of their spare sleeping chambers, under a resting platform.

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