There was much excitement within the prison walls yesterday, a moth had entered somehow. I watched the winged creature flutter about and my thirst for it was insatiable. The poor thing! It had no idea that it’s fate would soon be upon it; and such a nasty one at that.
I was laying on the dining room table as I usually do and was basking in the glorious glow of The Sunbeam. The Sunbeam is my only solace in this hell and I am quite surprised that it finds it’s way inside this deep pit of despair. I saw the winged creature and my eyes widened…could this be? I stretched into a magnificent arch and sat up…yes, there it was again. I watched it fly from the ceiling fan onto the light fixture and then into the window. I pounced and tried to grab it with my paws but alas, it slipped right through.
No matter, I would try again and this time be victorious! I followed it into the living room and swatted at it again…this time it suffered a near fatal blow at my strength. It flew to the floor, disoriented and injured! I ran to the living room rug and tried to find my prize…Simbicile was already there…his mouth was moving slowly and he seemed to be eating something…he had claimed the prize as his own and was finishing off the last delicious morsel.
A rage as hot as lava filled my being. How could he claim the prize that was rightfully mine? He had not suffered the labour of catching the thing! I stared at him; there he sat, a abhorrent figure of laziness. He was licking his chops and cleaning his face. He looked at me smugly and smiled. I attacked him with all of my might, our bodies entangled in a fury of fur. I bit down on him as hard as I could and he kicked me in the face. I retreated…this time he had won, but make no mistake…I am plotting my revenge. The small human awoke and saw the destruction of the living room, tumbleweeds of my luxurious black coat dotted the carpet. She came to find me but I hid…I did not want to see her, I had been defeated in battle and that was enough for today.