meow kekekek meow I run fast and jump high and rip toes off humans!
i’m so small and light and agile! MEKEKEK
if you stop stroking me I will say mekak. be gentle with me and in return I will reduce the number of foot attacks
sometimes I purr at nothing. It’s so loud that Tank and Lank have to check a fan isn’t on. I learned from the washing machine. I want to go in there.
thank you, big brother, for letting me use your diary. It feels good to get this off my chest, just like my harness on my first walk. mekak
my first walk was forward two steps and back inside. I was brave. I didn’t know what to do so I copied my brother who didn’t move so I didn’t move. It was electric! But I hated it. As I ran back inside, Lank let go of the elastic red lead and it twanged my back and I was off like a racing horse. what’s a horse?
don’t tell Tumble but he is sometimes so disgusting. I don’t feel clean when he washes me and I have to do it all over again. Yesterday he had food stuck on his moustache and he didn’t get it off because his tongue didn’t reach. such a waste of food. He did teach me how to steal bread, how to squeal, how to talk to humans (I don’t know what or why I speak), and how to chew straws.
we cuddle a lot and I follow him everywhere. if he runs then so do I, if he mekeks then so do I, and if he is misbehaving, I will join in too.
Tank doesn’t love me like he loves Tumble. I will try to retract my claws and bring more gifts in the future. If he restrains all of my arms and legs, we get on quite well!
bye from Fiddle
