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08/04/99 04:06 PM --------------------------- Enron Capital & Trade Resources Corp. From: Becky Tlucek 07/23/99 04:52 PM To: Mark - ECT Legal Taylor/HOU/ECT@ECT cc: Subject: Diary of a Cat < Subject: Diary of a Cat < < Day 752 < < My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling < objects. They dine on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. < The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild < satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. < Tomorrow, I may eat another houseplant. < < < Day 761 < < Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their < feet while they were walking almost succeeded. Must try this at < the top of the stairs. < In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I < once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair. Must < try this on their bed. < < < Day 762 < < Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with < sleep-depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of < the night. < < < Day 765 < < Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an < attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of and to try to < strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about < what a good little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan. < < < Day 768 < < I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good < reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time, however, < it included a burning, foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick < minds could invent such a liquid. < My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between < my teeth. < < < Day 771 < < There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed < in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and < smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More < importantly, < I overheard that my confinement was due to my power of "allergies." Must < learn what this < is and how to use it to my advantage. < < < Day 774 < < I am convinced the other capitives are flunkies and maybe < snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy < to return. He is obviously a half-wit. < < The bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has < mastered their frightful tongue (something akin to mole speak and < speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. < Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. < But I can wait, it is only a matter of time....
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