They did it again! Again, I say! I was fed some icky goop yesterday night! They do that. I don't know why. I was hiding under the bed, waiting for the male twoleg to fall asleep, then I snuck out. Only he wasn't sleeping, so he grabbed me and made mouthnoise, as they do. Then my other twoleg came, and she was carrying ther little goop tube and FORCED the goop into me.

Afterwards, I ran off into the library for a bit, then I needed to use the box, so I did. I always want to use teh box shortly after they feed me the goop. It is strange, why do they do this? I have expressively said that I don't liek it, but they insist.

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I, Queen Bungee, hereby approve this Livejournal account for the use of certain of my subjects, to wit: Mirrors Pigeonmauler, Feist the Timid, and the self-styled Princess Punkin. My wayward steward urocyon_c and her human tom, vatine, shall provide all necessary assistance in this matter.

Actually, I just wanted to get in the first word, before I have the last.

If you are reading this message, my distractable canine servant B.B. has learned to use a keyboard, at long last. Help, I have been trapped in the cellars of my temporary palace by the treacherous Sidney! He keeps me prisoner and has dared to lay hands on me, forcing vile drugs down my throat on a regular basis. Do not believe the treacherous rat when he mutters something about "bronchitis", whatever that might be. Please send assistance!

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