[Serra Britt]

Day 3:

I woke up to find Foozan hitting the rat's cage. It wasn't hard and it wasn't loud, but it was disturbing and I pulled him away. "Foozan," I said, with a serious tone, "I need you to get along with them. And me, hopefully." He just harumphed and wandered off. I shook my head and made plans to call the farmer before the day was done, with the intent of helping to identify what I had fed him 2 days ago.