Let me set the record straight, I am NOT a quilt.  I am a cat, even though Captor Sara seems to think I’m a pillow.  And while I’m enjoying long games of Hide and Seek and King of the Mountain with the new inmate (we like to do our exercises at 5 am, before the guards are awake), I am NOT a toy.  Listen lady…you put this picture anywhere near “Play of the Day” and I’ll choke you in your sleep.  I’ll lay on your chest…I figure that should be more than enough weight.  656 days of captivity and counting…