[ WP ] `` He does not appear to speak any of the languages I speak . I shall call him Frederick until I learn his real name . ''

Tuesday: 
 I met someone today. I think it is the beginning of a long lasting friendship. I was in a very unfamiliar place, and my new friend took me under his arm ( so to speak ) and made me feel very comfortable. His voice is very soothing to me... only... I ca n't understand a damn thing he says! He does n't speak my language, nor I his. So I call him'Frederick.' I wonder if he has a name for me, as well. Most of the time he just makes this clicking sound! What language could that even be? Frederick offered me some food. He is very kind! The food was unlike anything I've ever had before, but delicious all the same. I think I could eat it everyday and never tire of it! 
 
 Wednesday: 
 I returned to Frederick's today. He did n't seem bothered by my presence at all! In fact, he seemed overjoyed to see me again. He made me some more of that delicious food. He even invited me to spend the night... but I declined. I did n't feel quite ready for that. He is pretty great though. He makes me feel so safe and secure. 
 
 Thursday: 
 I am writing this at Frederick's place. I decided to stay the night. His bed is so comfortable! I think we have come up with an efficient way to communicate too. I would rather we spoke the same language, but I could get use to this.: ) 
 
 Friday: 
 I... I do n't know what to say. Things did not go as planned today. Not. At. All. I'm not sure I can trust Frederick anymore. We cuddled all night long. I thought we had something special! But this morning... I can barely write out the words... but he took me to this place. It was very bright with strange people in white coats. They held me down... on a cold metal table and gave me a shot. When I awoke, Frederick was nowhere to be found and... and neither were my balls. They took them from me! 
 
 Saturday: 
 I'm back at Frederick's place. I think I will stay here. He keeps making me that delicious food and I love it when he scratches behind my ears. Maybe I did n't need my balls anyway...
