I’m Back!
It’s been a long winter folks, let me tell ya. The warden and his wife are nuts! They are always out, working or something, just so busy; I bet they are planning somkind of new and sadistic ‘torture’.
The Warden’s parents came before Thanksgiving and that’s about the time that my cell mate Dodger got sick. Poor guy. He’s a bit better now, but for a while there it was touch and go and he’s still got issues. He just woke up one day and couldn’t walk!!!
I’ll give the Warden and his wife credit… they put in a lot of time and money trying to get him better. He has a serious back issue, but thankfully he’s not in any pain and can now manage to walk and even jump up on a bed after a few tries. He’s also stinkier than EVER!!!
With Spring here the Warden is getting all geared up to work on the prison yards. He says he just want’s to make them nicer and better looking, but I know he’s trying to figure out how I plan on escaping and stop me! It won’t work though, planning is in full swing and it will be ‘on’ soon.
Expect more in the coming days fans, the break out is coming!
First they took my catnip, now this!
I wasn’t kidding, the warden and his precious ‘wifey’ did it. I and poor dodger are being forced to wear freaking costumes for their little spooky holiday, Halloween. And to add injury to insult, my costume is this prison stripe number. I will admit, I wear it well, but come on, this is so wrong!!!! And dodger… what an attention hound… he wore his stupid pumpking costume with pride. Of all things!
If you can stomach it, check out the rest of the pictures in the gallery.
See… us kittahs can game too!
I hate this time of year!
Okay, I haven’t yet managed to get a picture of this, but the jailors are now entering into their annual ritual torturing of us. They call it Halloween, and this torture involves them putting stupid looking clothing and hats on us!
Poor Dodger, he has been forced several times now to wear a bright orange and black pumpkin shirt! He looks awful! I will post visual evidence as soon as I can safely sneak a picture.
I’m scared, the warden and his wife have been talking quietly in front of me, giggling and I keep hearing things like giant pumkin, antlers, bikini, tu tu, saddle and weird things I can’t even repeat. I could deal with a cape maybe, a cool red or black cape… make me a vampire or a devil, but not a ballerina!
Long time no see
Okay, okay… I know. It’s been a long while since I posted any real updates. You probably wonder what’s going on… have I given up, surrendered to the police state and given up my dreams of escape?
NO!
I just took a vacation from my planning to enjoy the summer sun in the prison yard, let all my worries bake away in the noon day heat. But as summer ends I am back at it, furiously pouring over maps and the details of my escape plans. Now, if I can convince Dodger to join me in my efforts maybe… just maybe… we have a chance!
Sure, you may think the jailors aren’t that bad, but trust me, they are monsters! I want to sleep where I want, poop when I want, eat what I want, go outside any time I want, and until the day I can decide all that on my own and not be trapped in the house or some fenced in yard I am not free.
Sure, sure… I can see your emails now. ‘But Sinatra, your ‘jailor’ is just protecting you! You always have a full food bowl, go out when ever the weather permits, sleep anywhere in the house including wrapped around the Warden’s wife’s head at night, use the litter when ever you like. What’s your problem?’
My problem??!! Until the day comes that I can exit and enter the jail of my own choosing, any time day or night, I am not free. And we cats, we gotta be free!
FREEDOM!!!
I do this all the time!
Little do my jailors know, but I can spend HOURS doing this when they are away.
Lucky Cat or Failed Escape
So, is Mile’s a lucky cat or is this just failed escape attempt? Humans are so stupid. Keep on trying Mile’s, I’m with ya!
Who says black cats are bad luck? “Miles,” the miracle cat, is proving black cats really are lucky. The Orange County feline went on a wild ride under the hood of a car and lived to meow about it. - http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-cat11-2008sep11,0,7820424.story
The Warden’s Parents Made the Paper!
So it turns out that Patrick’s folks were in the local paper back in Bloomington, IL. He was bouncing off the walls, happy to see them out and about and enjoying the town and what it has to offer. I have to admit, they look great and like they were having a wonderful time.
I too has grabity field
I hate to admit it, but these warm summer days in the window or out on the deck are taking their toil. The warden keeps on joking around about me getting a job… as a speed bump. Funny, but sadly I may be too big now to be one. If a car ran me over I would demolish it’s supsension, might even total it.
Oh well, back to planning my escape.
They got a Jeep?
So, no posts in a while. Sorry, I have been scheming my escape in between sessions under the sun in the yard. This though got me off my planning… the warden and his wife, they got a Jeep. The warden has been spending a lot of time tinkering around with this heap, and his wife has been driving it about quite a bit it seems.
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