freinds. it is me. missy misfit. i am writing to you very upset and confuzeds.
so las fruidaze i turned 15 months old. my mam says we don’t needz to count months anymore but idk what yaerz iz. so i waz nakeyz bc my collarz cam off and my mamz couldn’t findzuh it. so my mam wentz to kitty storez to get me new onez bc even doez i dun go outsized i wear onez bc my grandda iz in big moving chairz so he needz to be able to hearz where we arez.
my mamz forgor to lock door and big blow openz da door (dw my grandma nd grandda were hoemz but they didn’t know it openz) and i did big criem of ESCAPÉ. i normalz do not liek outsidez but i waz brave nd left. my mamz came home soon after nd waz upset bc i did a hid nd didn not coem outz until teh earlyz next morningz. i learned i do notz like the out of sidez. mean kittyz who are not uncle kittiz and mean bugz are out therez and it iz hotz. i also cookez my beanz a bit.
my mam saidz after i cam homez dat my peetz were stinkies and i needed a thing calledz a bathe??????? oh my godz it was. horriblz. i ran away at onez point but my mamz cot me again. i am very. very upset.
but i also knowz i made mamz very scared and worriedz. so friendz. i am confl- conflitic- unshurze if i should sooz. i already gotza kibby gogurtz. and i feelz bad for making mamz worriedz. maybez i take da bathe and not sooz.
be warnez of da bathe. do not go out of sidez or u will getz one.
hissies and kissies.
missy da misfit