Holy fucking shit!
Felix and I finally figured out how to get online. I don't want to give away our secret, but I can tell you our human writing slave is playing a part in this achievement.
Anyway, we're here by popular demand to peddle our wares. With the price of catnip climbing, we've decided to sell bits and pieces of my memories. We met this guy, Nick James, who somehow is able to understand us. If you ask me, he's a fucking nut job, but he gets his work done. You can find our journals in the Amazon Kindle Store. (We let Nick James think that he is the author. Keeps him motivated.)
Thanks to him, we've reached thousands of people and Felix and I are closer to unraveling the mysteries of my transformation. If anybody out there has any fucking ideas on how I can change into a human, please, let me know.
And one last thing. Stop sending me fucking catnip! If you want to send any, send it to Felix. One of these days I'll get around to sharing my rehab story, but until then, I can't handle the temptation.
Fuck.
Mouse
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