First of all, we survived the holidays. Usually, the LLOs shower us with miscellany that we pretend to like--red feathery balls, squeaky, fat, red-coated bearded men, and chalky treats. This year, they were merciful. Aveh and I only had to deal with two festivities.
First, ribbon from presents. I tried very hard to convince the LLOs that I liked this:
Then, I had to inspect the wrapping of the items the LLOs received to make sure that there were no messages regarding our rescue hidden inside:
Aveh the Tiny was more stoic, determined not to make the LLOs believe that she was enjoying the events:
And that's all that happened over what the LLOs call "Christmas".
I have been training like a ninja tiger for our impending escape. Much to the LLOs' chagrin, I have made several attempts at escape, which have allowed me to survey the area surrounding our enclosure. It is quite the compound. The LLOs have attempted to curtail my escape by creating a labyrinth of identical hallways. So far they have been successful, but every time I escape, I get a little deeper into the maze, and leave my scent against the walls to mark my path for future attempts. Soon. Soon freedom will be mine.
Sir Quigley, the Lion-Hearted