I Give up, They Win
Yesterday JhaJha woke me up sometime before sunrise trying to convince me to go haul in a wildebeest for her.
Today it started at 2 in the morning. As it was beginning to get light and I was finally dozing back to sleep, that familiar “blork-blork-blork” made me leap up out of bed before my eyes could even open. Yes, a fur clog needed to be unclogged. Not on the white carpet, please. But no. Instead of letting me just move her to the easy-to-clean tile, she had to run around the dark room trying to hide from me. By the time I grabbed her, it was too late. I think she got a little on my jammies, too.
I know it is part of their plot. Wear down the humans. Don’t let them sleep.
I know they are up to something. They are obviously more intelligent than us, so…fine — I give up. Just let me sleep and don’t make me eat wildebeest.
JhaJha’s servant, typist and raw meat provider