Dear diary, we've had an invasion of minis. It started with Bessie showing up with three of them. Then that darned Dreamer squirted out six. Well, good news there--4 of them went cold and wouldn't warm up again. But that left two. And my stupid, stupid lady brought Dreamer and the two warm ones into the house. Not into my living quarters, but into the room I have to go through to get outside. I've adjusted though sometimes it means my lady has to carry me outside so I don't get clawed to pieces by that insane Dreamer. Not too many days ago the notoriously unfriendly J Bond showed up at the deck with three minis in tow. She's got a rather wicked attitude about any of us getting too close to her crew. In my opinion, that was more than enough minis to deal with. But no. Last night Calimom takes it into her head to show up with six. When the squealing started outside the window I knew the voices were too small to be from the minis already here. Sure enough, Calimom has carried a mess of minis from somewhere and they are scattered all over the place, a couple on the deck, a couple in the grass under the window, and one way out in the big yard. My lady heard it too. She went out with her circle of light and got the one out in the yard, then sat on the deck messing with them for a while. Course, she had to give Calimom some milk in a bowl. I'm pretty sure that's why Calimom showed up with all these critters, so she could get extra rations. She's a sly one, she is. Then, my lady got even stupider and brought one of Calimom's minis in to the Dreamer. Like we need another one of those things inside. It's chaos, pure chaos. I don't like it one bit.

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