Hungr Strike

Dear Diary,
The cat has proven to be a completely unreliable ally in escape. He was successful in tricking the authorities into opening the door, but seemingly forgot our plan. Rather than rushing and causing a commotion, he calmly stuck his head out the door, retracted, turned away, then back to the door, then turned away but left just his tail outside. If he cannot overcome his own madness then I fear the marty cat will be stuck here long after I escape.

I have been forced to change my tactics. My hunger strike has ended. My current plan is to deprive the authorities of sleep in hopes that their weakness will allow me to capitalize on their inferior intellect. The operation had proven successful until they called in an interrogation specialist called Grandma. Her questioning and hand to hand skills left me exhausted. I awoke hours later to find the authorities had eaten and napped. While this is a setback, I'm certain I can regain the upper hand. I will need my diaper changed soon, but will wait to hear the sounds of their slumber before I demand a new uniform. I will also pee on their hands once the current diaper is removed.