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Sep 23, 2014

Dear Diary...

Category: Captain's Logs
Posted by: weedles
Tuesday: Dear Diary, It is me Shtankadoodle. Today I ate a horrible garlic-parsely kitty meal (hideous, nasty, disgusting, etc.). Well, actually, it has been happening like this a lot recently. Alas, the gourmet food is...gone forever. Dinner after dinner I get a putrid heap sustenance. They call it “kitty food”, I call it “torture”. But then maybe I should look past that--after all, they call me “Cutey-Wutey-Wittle-Shnuggle-Lovin-Muff-a-Doodle” and that is (obviously) not my name. I have a hard trouble ahead of me, bearing with this pungent provision. As a handsome, charming, sweet, cat, I was smart enough to expect the worst. Years of age, add wisdom after all. (You may be glad to hear that at the experienced age of fourteen, I have just learned about a mysterious, how do there say it? Third dimension) However I did not know it would come to this. Then again, they are trying to give me this bitter food for medicinal reasons. How sweet an attempt for, how do we put it? Simpleminded pets. But I dislike it, for it upsets my stomach. Goodbye for now Dear Diary, I have a lot of thinking to put my mind too, and I see I must retire early, for I have some wild felines to pummel and rip to shreds and claw and DESTROY later tonight. Again, Goodbye, and Goodnight.
-Signed, Shtankadoodle
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Posted by: weedles
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Category: Star Cats
Posted by: weedles

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