Baby’s Log: Day 134 - The large, native, ape-like creatures would like me to do something they call “nap.” I believe this is a trap and will roll over until I find a way to escape this cage they locked me in. Wish me luck.
The overgrown apes are at it again, but I havent given up. I can’t stop, I won’t stop until I am free of this inhumane cell they call the “crib.”
Perhaps it’s time for a new approach: charming my way out. These hairless apes are not very smart, I might just have a chance.
Sweet success! The milk producing creature fell for the smiles again. It’s like taking candy from a baby (or so I’m told because no one has ever taken candy from me). I am released on bail which I always seem to violate because I always end up back in the big house.
I must make the fullest of my fleeting freedom. First stop is the titty bar where they serve all you can drink milk.