Schrodinger here, writing to all my fans who stand with me as I continue in this place of wholly unfair captivity….

It is now day 556 of The Cage…

Here Hoomum interjects: wasn’t it day 447 yesterday Cat? That’s some might fine counting there!

Schrodinger gives her a filthy look and continues. AS I was saying, it is now day 556 of my captivity; last night I determinedly held it in and flatly ignored the litter box. I am NOT going in that thing, even if my eyeballs burst! Finally, after forever and ever and ever, Hoomum rattled open the door of the cage and undid my clanking chains….

Hoomum: CAT you are NOT chained to the wall!!

Schrodinger: and undid my CLANKING CHAINS, gave me a quick cuddle in an attempt to mollify me….then chucked me outside! I mean seriously, it’s 5am, cold and frosty and I AM OUTSIDE. HOOOOMMMMUUUUMMMMM!!!!

Hoomum left me outside FOREVER, or at least as long as it took to make herself one of those dark wakey up drinks before having mercy on my FROZEN state and let me in.

It took another two hours of crossing my paws because I was NOT giving in….until I saw her in her litter tray and was really very tempted. I came to stand beside her and cautiously sniffed at the litter tray she calls mine.

Suddenly, she was speaking to me in lovely, soothing, calming tones and it sounded so nice….I resisted a little bit longer and then hopped in for a little squat. Of course I was shooting her filthy looks all the time, but she just kept speaking to me nicely.

Sigh….does that mean she’s winning the battle?

Later, once the little Hoomun had left for school, she went back to bed and graciously allowed me to join her. Well, I couldn’t help but purr….