Home!

I'm home. It was a hell of a day.

It started yesterday when I was eating some really good beef stinky goodness with gravy. It was in a little bowl in the funny box. Something bumped me on my back leg, and to get away, I climbed into the box. Suddenly the room got dark, and when I turned around I couldn't get out. I tried to find a way out, but nothing worked. I cried a little whimper. Nothing. I couldn't see. After a while the box got covered with my favorite pink blankie. Then the box moved, and when it was put down, it was in a funny, noisy, rumbly place. After a few minutes the box was moving again.

Wherever I was, I could smell lots of other cats and woofies. I'm kinda fuzzy about what happened next, but I finally figured out I was at a V-e-t-s.

I dunno how I fell asleep, 'cause I was kinda upset that I was at a Vet's, but I musta fallen asleep, 'cause I don't remember a lot of what happened and when I woke up I felt really funny. I had sticky stuff on my belly, and I had a shaved spot, and I had stitches in me! I've been through this before, and it wasn't any fun this time either.

I dunno how long I was there, but I spent a lot of the time napping. I wasn't much interested in what was going on, I just didn't seem to care. When I woke up one time, a nice lady (but not MY Lady) was rubbing my head. I took another nap.

I am home, and I am in the sewing room. I have food, water, a litter box, a nice soft blankie, and the door is shut, so no big cat with bother me. Yay.

I'm gonna take another nap now. More later. Much later.