diary log 1,
Today the peasants left early leaving my domain to my self . As I walk over to my throne my eye's grow, I smell the essence of another I carefully draw my claws i'm ready to pounce . When out of the corner of my eye I spot butterfly! though it is not big enough to fill my royal appetite, my domain could use a bit of decoration I change my positioning facing the butterfly and then.... BANG! Somehow i have been stopped by an invisible forcefield . "you win this time butterfly!"
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the diary entries of a humanist cat chapter 1
Short Storycontains: a cat, a diary , tuna , food givers/peasants/humans, swearing in the world we all know and live in, one day a cat whilst minding its own business treads over a rather stinky wet muddy diary as the cat removes it's paw it is fascinated b...