I'm Being Censored!

Today my parents installed a small black censor box on my neck. Every time I raise my voice, i feel a pinch.. a stinging... they look sad and ammused! those bastards! I'm still working on my plot for escape... each day, I chew a bit more on my nylon flexi leash that keeps me trapped by the smaller one's desk... I'd rather be terrorizing the house... and the other furry thing my size. now that exhaling creature is my kind of fun if you know what I mean!