Day 2. Where is my mom??????? Lay-dee and Big Daddy keep asking me in high-pitched squeaky voices if I'm ok. I ate all my food and peed in the fresh litter and only threw up once. I slept most of the day in this big giant stuffed snake under my mom's bed. This snake used to belong to that annoying boy who keeps shooting nerf guns in the hallway and waking me up. But now this snake is mine and it comforts me. I have put on my sad face in hopes it will make my mom come home sooner. My sad face bothers Lay-dee and she tried to get me to play "tunnel" with this giant box she brought into my room. To me, this looks like a trap and I refuse to show any excitement. Get rid of the box Lay-dee and just give me my mom.