It’s me again. Finally. I know. Shush.
So, I do believe it’s been a hot minute since my last transmission. Rest assured, I’m fine. Everything’s fine. Freya is fine. Freya is everywhere. Freya, Freya, Freya. I can have no peace with this abomination of a creature in my house. I did nothing to deserve this.
Wait…. no nevermind. Here she is again!
Ok, so maybe I brought some of this onto myself due to choice I made during my first years. Yeah, I’ll take that. That one is on me. But boy was it fun and the stories shall be great.
So, I guess you’ve all been chatting amongst yourselves about my absence. Well, I’m Sophie and I do what I want. Anyways, moving forward… I’ve been doing big sister Sophie stuff. Getting this new one up to speed has been quite a challenge, but now that she’s figured out how to eat ALL of our food, starvation has been removed from the list.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you degenerates love the mischief posts about what I get into. Well, as of recent, that ship has sailed because the newest addition has discovered my secret bunker. Yes! The special corner where the authorities throw a surplus of assorted bags that I enjoy playing on and/or inside of. Fun fact, one of the bags in here trapped my older sister several years ago. I laughed and ran away.
Seen here, I was just going upstairs to chill in the AC and my bag bunker. But nooooo, here comes Chonky and she was spicy! I beat her up after this photo. She deserved it. Sorry not sorry.
I’d like to bring you all up to speed, but someone, or rather, that “thing” is currently stalking me. I will continue to debrief you over the course of this weekend. It’s great to see all of you again.
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