Negotiations have broken down with the humans, they used their secret weapon of 'no snacky bits' and left my empty bowl out to remind me who holds the key to the dinner cupboard.
So my strike comes to an end, a mere 5 minutes in. But I feel that I have made my point, I have stood up to tyranny and stared oppression in the eye. My place amongst the freedom fighters of history is secured.
And I can have some dinner... Woo hoo!
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