The Mongoose Files... Day 254...

...my captors are becoming increasingly annoying. Just this morning, a transducer beam interrupted my morning calisthenics. I could hear them rejoicing about the latest intelligence report... apparently there has been confirmation of something called a "wee wee". I detected a surge of bravado in the voice of the one that calls himself Dad and there seemed to be some sounds of clapping racket that followed.

The tormentors have yet to show their faces, the cowards, but I am not intimidated. I continue to grow big and strong to break out of this place, which, by the way, has become increasingly cramped. At 6 lbs and 11 oz, I am a force to be reckoned with. The jailer that talks to me all day, Mom, tried to make a deal with me about getting too much bigger. I think this is a trap. What is this thing they call a pony?

I believe I have located the best position for escape, but I have yet to drop down to explore this region further. These walls are solid and show no signs of giving way. I intend to whittle away at them in the coming weeks...