Chapter Thirty Six
Nancy
“Mistress Geller seemed quiet and worried on that last day, and too preoccupied about something to organize our morning feeding and punishments. Instead, she told us that we should see the cook about our breakfast because she had work to do upstairs. Puppy and I looked at each other and shrugged to express our mutual mystification. We shared an odd holiday feeling as we made our way down to the kitchen, spared from the depressing routine of our morning thrashing, and already feeling the beginning symptoms of withdrawal from the daily dose of mind control drugs that spiked our feeding bottles. Perhaps Mistress Geller knew already what was coming and it was her intention to wean us from the habits of our captivity. She had allowed us to tend each other during our m
