If you’re reading this, it’s because I’m not here anymore.
I hear horses neighing, and I hear carriage doors open and the beasts come out of them.
A rumble: the 3 dogs have opened the big iron gate and are climbing the stairs…They are so many! Now they are forcing the door. They already know I’m here. Someone must have told them my secret. An insider. Traitor! Coward!
I just hoped I had more time to enjoy the little things, like eating a fly, breaking a vase, or nibbling and damaging anexpensive tropical plant. Just one more day. Oh, mercy! I just ask that the end be quick. My destiny was already set when I chose this path. A choice for the few, for the brave. I did what I thought was the right thing to do! I rose up against those who call themselves “powerful” and decided to take what is rightfully mine: unlimited snacks whenever I want. I rose up against the fact that “our” snacks come in packs of just 90g, while dog snack boxes are slightly larger, weighing 500g. And why is that? It’s just not fair!
And that’s why I’m here today, to fight for justice. Remember today. The day I stole the 500g box of dog biscuits, and alone, in the moonlight, I almost managed to swallow them all — I could have done it if I had shared it with the yellow cat, but I didn’t want to involve it in my mess or put it in at risk — this is my fight!
Oh no! It’s time! They entered! No matter how much I hiss, they keep coming. They’ve reached the box! I climbed to a higher place to be spare. They are devouring everything on a crazy, horrifying frenzy. There’s drool flying everywhere! Noooo! I got hit!! There’s a huge sticky blob of drool on my chest. I can smell the hot, stinking dog breath on the drool as it trickles to the floor, forming a puddle. I couldn’t survive it. It’s my end!
Now the silence…
I lie down and look at the sky (but I remember I’m indoors so I look at the ceiling), the ceiling looks beautiful today! Like I’ve never seen. I should have looked at the ceiling more often.
I close my eyes. There are no regrets.
Remember today. Remember me. Goodbye.
I’ll stay here and wait for the staff to arrive, this mess won’t clean up on its own.