It has been almost 3 weeks since I was abducted from my family. What began as a damned nightmare is becoming okay. I have toys littered from one end of the prison to the other, they feed me regularly and they have treats which I really enjoy. Someone should tell them I would prefer they feed me the treats all the time and forget about that other shit they put in my bowl. There should be some payoffs for being catnapped!
I have grown a lot; I’m nearly twice as big as I was when first arrived here. I can now jump onto the big brown sitty thing and onto the bed that The Viking and the Missus sleep in.