Camp

That's what I'm "calling" it. I was left alone in solitary confinement without food and dirty water. My perch had fallen from it's position as had I. I was locked in a back room and then locked in my cage as if I had any chance of escape was possible. Where would I go into the cold dark night? I may have been desperate, but I was not stupid. It's a sad man who is at the mercy of a Polish guard. How far I had fallen in a matter of a few short days! I thought having the Arab guard was as bad as it could get, but how sadly mistaken was I. At least the Arab cleaned my cage and changed my water. I can't remember the last time I bathe. Luckily, my Mommy and Daddy (much to my disgust that I have to admit it) saved me. Today, was the first day that I have had a bath in months and I have pizza to feast on as well. Life is good. I am even tolerating the rat that licks her ass as if it were her job. I am just going to look the other way when she does it. I will no longer take it as an insult to me, but I am looking it at as she must be comfortable with me and feel that she is among friends if she can do it so freely.