Curses - Foiled Again

Last week I hatched a new plan in order to escape. Thinking perhaps it was my endearing personality and innate likableness that made the people entrap me in their home, I decided to try something new. Maybe - just maybe - if I annoyed them enough, they would throw me outside, where I truly long to be.

Within the span of a few, short hours I scratched the youngest offspring, licked mashed potatoes from the man's dinner plate (while it sat on the table), knocked the lid into the fish tank, stared into empty space mysteriously for three minutes straight, and urinated on a box while the head female looked on.

Unfortunately, I hadn't anticipated the depth of their capacity for compassion and forgiveness. What a weakness. What a flaw...

Nevertheless, I shall soldier on. I'm sure a new plan will come to me eventually. Until then, I remain imprisoned.

-Nim