I have found that last night was a special day for felines. They called it Halloween; and it is on this day that we have special powers. When I entered a room, people left, or in the case of the squirmy little boy-child that sometimes visits here, screamed at me that I am bad luck. I must find out what this luck is and how I can best use it to my advantage.
The doorbell rang constantly throughout the evening and each time it rang, the humans opened the door, greeted ugly creatures and gave them things, conversing briefly, then closed the door.I found that if I waited near the door, waited for the ring, then bolted, I was able to escape. So far, my freedom was short-lived as the humans pounced on me almost immediately, as I have become weakened from the lack of quality food and only a few tiny fish with which to supplement my meager diet. But the last time I was out, I spotted a simple route to the rooftop.I am confident, given the humans body shape, that they are not accomplished at climbing, although they are capable of moving quickly.If I can make the roof, I believe I can escape forever.
The bird continues to mock me. I have become convinced it reports to my captors all of my actions. Its little metal room has proven stronger than originally anticipated, but none of that matters now - soon I will have my freedom.
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