Humans 2

i confess that i never tire of a rousing game of kill the snake. the human did well today and i learned something about their charming ways.

first the real news is that boxes must have some life giving importance to humans. and that the snake must be their animal familiar not cats. heres why i think this. today the human went into a large box and grabbed one of the boxes that cover his feet. i dont remember seeing it before but the foot boxes are held on his feet by snakes. so he has snakes that go into his mouth each night snakes that hold boxes onto his feet and i swear to tiger that he ate a plate of snakes the other day. funny how all eating is round for them.

the box must be sacred. today i watched him take a flat box, shake a wand onto it and some pattern emerged. he called it homework for a drawing class. i dont understand any of that. you know that they collect my droppings in a box. by st. francis there arent enough claws in christendom to count all the boxes this human has.

but im a bit off the subject.

the human takes the snake from his shoe and it is one of the biggest snakes ive encountered. it smelled like the snakes from the time before we lived inside. he watched protectively as i kept trying to kill the snake but he kept saving its life. he tries to kill me by making me eat the detritus from the nuggets but wont let me hurt his precious snake. get this he must have gotten scared for it. he did what. he put it into a box away from my teeth. jesus its just a snake. theyre made for killing.

at least he lets me hunt and thats good. he probably thinks that i wouldnt hurt his precious snake. he doesnt understand how it works. maybe he will keep bringing out bigger snakes. does he think we making friends. one of these times ill kill one of those thin bastards to make a point. hed probably not let me eat it and put it in a box somewhere.