Third day without Elmo ready to start. I think he might come back home at any moment. I don´t know what happened. I don´t know why he isn´t here with us. Noone sleeps. I guess I don´t let my humans sleep, but I can only meow and meow. Perhaps this way I don´t feel so lonely. My humans are about to go to that place they call work. Both of them, today, and I´ll be home alone with the fish in the tank. But the fish don´t look at me and invite me to play, the fish don´t bother my nap. I miss those bothered naps, and then the game, and then the fodder, and then the nap. Nothing´s the same. Why should I be the same.
I miss my friend.
I´m not hungry nor happy.
I can only meow.
Max.