Fought a neighboring tomcat. Lost. Fell to my own poo and urine. Why do humans insist in bathing me? I mean, I’ve never forced them to lick their own crotches. Not in this life, at least.

Chased a cockroach. Failed. I have little idea why the little bugger didn’t just wait for me. Why would it even try to save itself? You’re a cockroach, for clawing out loud! It’s not like your existence matters much to the world.

Slept from dawn. Woke up at noon. Felt great! Thinking maybe I should exercise. Yawned. Stretched. Enough exercises. Slept again.

Slept all day. Could barely eat. Puked twice.

Slept on various beds. I realized now satin sheets are overrated. Try jumping at one without claws.