Log 2

Sofia here, still captive in the confines of Medusa's lair. I'm building my resistance to water. This way, no squirt bottle punishment can deflect my efforts of escape. They squirt me every time I get on the kitchen counter or anywhere near their food. This will be a problem when I try and poison them into unconsciousness. I've discovered the faucet in the bathroom is a good place to test my water tolerance and to receive a fresh water supply. Currently, I can only hold my paw under the stream for approximately two seconds. Weak. But with rigorous training, I should be scuba diving in no time. This same location is where Medusa washes her face morning and night. While her eyes are closed in this process, I try and Judo-chop her into a deep sleep. She only becomes agitated and splashes my face. Bring it on. I've also tasted the frothy substance she scrubs onto her face. This is very unpleasant. In fact, I threw up. However, this could prove useful when I need to express an act of defiance.

I've also noticed Medusa's frequent reading habits. She musn't educate herself. I try and lodge myself inbetween the book and her face, but my efforts are foiled. She is stronger than me. Once I've been banished from reading time, I find high places to perch and knock things, preferably heavy and valuable, to the ground, testing the damaging effects of gravity on them should suicide become an option, or perhaps an end.

More updates to come. Wish me well.