Kitten Log 11172014: I am surprised I made it out alive. A few days ago I was inspecting my minions dwelling as they were moving their furnishings. As the male was lifting the long-chair, I decided to inspect underneath it for any materials that would breach protocols (e.g.: feathery items, items with bells, etc). The male slave failed to notice my presence and lowered the long-chair down on top of me. I was trapped. I was in distress. I opted out of calling for help, since a leader should remain dominant in times of trouble. I waited for my swift rescue. It never came. The next morning, as I was still trapped beneath the long-chair, a man wielding a loud suction machine began to spray water on the soft-floor. I was in fear for my life; this man was ruining the territory that my hair has claimed. He was making the soft-floor smell like disgusting lavender instead of my delicious scent. Were my slaves trying to overthrow my leadership? Was this a coup de grace to finally rid the world of my tyranny? After the man left, my male slave lifted the long-chair to discover I was underneath it. He began showering me with affection, promising that he looked all over for me. The soft-floor was wet. I am no fool; I know what happened. I began rubbing my scent onto the soft-floor. This will be a long process to rebuild what was lost, but a leader must rise and put her minions in their places. I punished them by regurgitating an elastic band onto their allegedly clean soft-floor. They will not try this again. I will post more soon, assuming another coup de grace will not take place again. -Kahleesi
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 20:05:45 +0000
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