Hello cats. Guess who took me to the
torturer veterinarian again? My Mom. Would you believe she grabbed me while I was sleeping, wrapped me into a towel, and shoved me into that horrible thing known as a cat carrier? Here is a picture of me in that torture chamber:
After a horrible car ride, during which I yowled as loudly as I could so that woman would turn around, I arrived at the veterinarian’s office. As you can see, I was ready to claw his face off:
Sadly, I didn’t get a chance to do that. Before I could lift a claw to him, he managed to give me two shots. Once he did that, I ran back into the carrier to get into a better defensive position. Sadly, he walked away, so I never got to claw him. So, after another scary car ride, I got home. Then, that woman finally gave me some salmon, which I enjoyed:
However, I do plan on punishing my Mom for what she did to me. Right now, though, I am hiding under the bed so that she can’t get me again. Type to you later, cats! Oh, and thank you to the nice programmers at superlame.com for helping me to express my thoughts!