It has been a long time since my last correspondence and many developments have taken place. The Giants continue to attempt to restrict me to given locations, but I've been perfecting my land swimming. The Giants refer to it as "crawling", but I like my term better. I've clocked my maximum ground speed to one Alice per second (A/s). I've also made great progress pulling myself up and "cruising". However from time to time the flooring suddenly rushes up toward me. Using these new skills I've been attempting to gather the supplies needed for my escape including wires for grappling hooks, and toys that rattle to use as a diversion. My progress has been frustrated by The Giants confiscating what they consider to be contraband, cutting my scouting missions short, erecting a gate into the "kitchen", and sometimes just placing me in a holding pen - aka "The Pack-n-Play".
Not all is gloomy skies though. My oral training of The Giants is making good progress. They understand some simple consonants sounds like "mmmmm" for a request for solid food. I am able to keep them amused using simple mimicry of their sounds, like laughter.
In the last few weeks The Giants have taken me on long vehicle rides both to "the cottage" and to "London". They immobilize me while in the transport so I try to wile the time away by sleeping. On both trips I've been able to play in bathtubs far larger than I have used in the past. The cold one - "the lake", had many fascinating things to watch. The Giants referred to these as "boats" and "jet skis". Both places had mini giants who went to great lengths to amuse me. I tried to communicate with them, but they only seemed fluent in Giantese. In "London", the other giants that I met encouraged to use my feet for non-culinary purposes. Here's some photo evidence:
I am given to understand that a week from now the day time staff will be reduced to one. I know that we all must tighten our diapers in this time of austerity, but I hardly understand why I should be made to suffer.
Times being what they are, I still try to make time for myself. I often like to paint with a home made processed milk based medium using hardwood as my canvas. My exhibitions usually run for a very short time which I feel adds to the impact of the art. Unfortunately no sales yet, but I worry that if I became too successful my art would have less of relevance in our modern world.
Yours dearly,
Alice
