As if all this wasn't bad enough, this morning she stuffed me into that stupid crate and put me in that stupid moving vehicle thing and took me to the v-e-t. That's right, the bad place. It was awful.
To add insult to injury, once she brought me home again she wrapped me in a towel and put stuff in my eye. I heard her tell the boy that they have to do that SIX times a DAY, and also give me 2 pills a day in addition to the every-other-day aspirin I have to have because of that whole leg thing in the summer time.
But the worst part? The very, very worst, most humiliating part of all of this?

That's right. They stuck me in a radar dish.
And then they laughed.
5 comments:
Oh. Oh my.
I'm not laughing. Nope. Not at all...
hee.
Poor kitty.
*hugs*
Oooooo!!! A Space Pirate kitty.
Poor, poor kitty.
And they try so hard to be dignified.
Awwwww, poor baby.
Oh, they gave you a megaphone. Now when you meow, EVERYONE will hear your roar!
*much nodding of Bears*
OK Bye
Calliope
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