Hi diabolical friends,
Slave says I need to write a confession about the latest heart attack I gave her. Harry Heartattack, thats me!
I'm a brilliant barfighter. I fight them bars with a great attitude - I'm a giant and I will win this! So yesterday when slave got home from the store the divider was litteraly tossed away. It looked like a Tornado went by, and maybe I got some help from my diabolical friend Djingis Tornado Kahn?
Slave dont know what we did, me and Kongo. Kongo was in his big house, peeking his nose out of the window and looked less satisfied. I was in his carrothouse, looked very satisfied!
Slave took me up and said I was a criminal. She then put me back on my side and placed the heavy cuddlebox on top of the divider. I was so upset! Had a intense barfight with myself and screamed at slave.
Slave think this event was pretty peaceful between me and Kongo. We were both very chill when she got home and she couldnt find any traces of fights. But she keep on telling me I have to accept Kongo is my neighboar and I have to obay the houserules (now I hear Djingis laugh).
I gained over 200g from the day I moved in. Just muscles, ofcourse.
From Harry Hercules
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And ofcourse, yours truly - Djingis Tornado Kahn
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