Vanessa
Yesterday, the remainder of the day was filled with various exercises. When he mentioned "training," I initially assumed it was something s****l, or at least that's what I secretly hoped for. However, it turns out I'm apparently training for the Olympics or some s**t. He not only had me lifting weights in his indoor gym, but also made me run laps outside. After helping Diego with his "nightly routine", I crawled into bed and immediately fell asleep. It was likely the quickest I've drifted off since arriving here.
Today, my muscles are screaming in protest. The morning went by smoothly with me sitting in Diego's lap while he fed me. I don't know why he insists on doing that, it's like he has to visually see that I'm eating, and he doesn't trust me to feed myself. I'm beginning to
