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DAY 1

Hour 1:  silence. The cats still aren’t home. I honestly can’t believe my life is to sit and sit, alerting motion, and how much do I get paid? Nothing. Not a fart. Now I’ll wait until motion.

Hour 2: nothing. 

Hour 3: now I can year snuffling, and – OH GOODNESS. Those felines are playing with something! Phew. My cables are still in. 

DAY 2 

I haven’t been writing lately. After what I saw yesterday I’ve been in recovery. Don’t even ask me what happened. 

Wow! You have a way of getting things out of me.

At around midnight I saw – and heard – Roux (the white feline with the rather big behind) eating something. But I woke up, ready to have another boring day, when I saw it. One single gut. At first I thought it was some jam that one of their careless human slaves had dropped on my floor. But no. A single, bloody gut. The victim of one of the felines.

So I alerted the giant and he came straight away, beaming with pride, but no! I don’t even get any credit. It’s all: “Oohh, I came down the stairs and I found this gut”. Honestly, they might as well be saying “This camera is a waste of money and space”. 

Wait – am I a waste of money and space? 

About the author: Eva lives on the south coast with her parents, her little sister, and cats Otis and Roux. Eva likes books and Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, and her favourite school subjects are Reading for Pleasure and English. 

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