It has been two weeks now since I first walked into this strange place. My illness that forced me to submit to the horrors of 'face-washing' is all but gone and I have learned much on how to manipulate these people. Although the man will not allow me to eat from his plate the woman did feed me a morsel at the table last night even after the man told her not to do so. He, however, will quickly come under my spell when I climb upon his shoulder and curl up to sleep. I have discovered that I have a great taste for chicken and demand to be fed that at all meals. I overheard the woman telling the man the other day that I will need to learn to eat other things to keep my health and that she was thinking of giving me chicken only once a day. KNowing I must do something to keep my food supply I have begun to eat a bite or two of the hard, dry stuff they call food. It makes the woman happy and so she gives me my chicken. The other cats are little problem with the exception of the one they call Luke. He is big and attempts to play with me as if I were a 'cat-toy.' The man or woman will tell him to stop and often the man will then pick me up and hold me for awhile. I have already seen how to use this Luke to my advantage. The only cat I have not yet been able to displace is Exeter. The woman takes his side and even gives him some of my chicken. I tried to take his sleeping place but the woman moved saying that was Exeter's place. Even when he growls and threatens me the woman does not do more then move me. I must learn this Exeter's secrets. Perhaps I should try to befriend him. I will think more on the matter. Now it is time for more food. I weigh 2lbs. now, but must gain more if I am to defeat my enemies.