Friday Giantblogging and The Truman/Erik Show

Alright, my first Giantblog! To start off, today they were drinking more of that bubbly yellow stuff that makes cats sick, I think they call it "bear" or something. That just makes no sense to me, I mean if it makes cats sick than it probably makes giants sick too. Who knows, maybe giants like to get sick? They like plenty of other weird things. Shaving, for example. Who likes to cut the fur off of their face?? It's so ridiculous! You wouldn't see a cat walking around with his face fur shaven. You wouldn't even see a dog like that! Crazy giants...


I don't really have anything else on my giants today, but I do have a story that you might find interesting:

So, the giants and I were watching a movie on Netflix last night, called The Truman Show (I thought it was a show. Super confusing name). It's about this guy named Truman (duh) who's life is documented 24/7 without his knowledge. I liked this movie, the funny parts were very funny and the sad parts were very sad, but it got me to thinking; is this happening to me?

Obviously, I have some evidence to back this up.

When I sit on the couch with my giants, I sometimes see them looking at pictures and videos on their laptop. This is normal, giants always do this. But for the last few weeks they've been looking at videos and pictures of things for a cat's-eye-view, and I can almost always see my shadow or hear conversations I've had with other cats! I've seen pictures and videos of Beauty-Spot, of my brothers and of stuff in the yard--and I remember when I did these things so I know that I'm not just crazy. Here's one of the pictures that I got ahold of (this was taken a few days ago, when I was following a bug through the flowerbeds):

 

 

How could they get possibly ahold of these, and more importantly why?

 

Chances are that they're broadcasting The Erik Show, live to the whole world! Now, don't worry, I don't think that everything is fake in my life and that I live in an enclosed space, because last year I moved across the country with my giants, so I know that it's only the pictures and videos.

 

Now that I have this information, all I have to do now is find out where the hidden camera's are. In the movie, they were in places like pins that people were wearing, other articles of clothing, stuff along those lines. The problem is, I don't wear clothing! It's a head scratcher, but I know that I'll figure it out eventually, and get out of this mad house! Of course, it's probably good for my blog...

In case I don't see ya: Good afternoon, good evening, and good night!

~Erik

PS: The giants gave me a new collar recently. It's kind of heavier, and they take it off of me every night, put a little flash drive into it, and then put the collar back on. Weird.