Jun 01, 2005 23:34
So today my pet human came back early from her usual daily absence, and shut me in that damned zip-up duffel bag -- the one with mesh windows on the ends. I "had a bad feeling about that", and I was right -- we ended up in her car (MEOWwWwW!!!) and then in a strange room I've seen before where other cats and BIIIIG dogs also hang out. Scary looking! Then to make matters worse, I ended up in that evil nasty room on top of that damned metal table of doom. Why me? Some woman poked and prodded me, including in places I won't mention. She also felt along my spine and hips, and grabbed part of my hips that made me MRRRRRRRRROWL! What the hell? I snuggled up against my pet human, and pushed my head deep into the inner bend of her elbow -- such awfulness! Then off to the back room with some mention of "x-rays" and "blood work". The less said of that torture the better. Finally the ordeal was over, and I was back in the bag, then the car, then back to my home. Phew!
My pet human was looking all concerned, and gave me extra petting before she went back out. She's acting so strangely; I hope she's OK. Would hate to lose such a convenient source of tuna treats and butt-scritches! Gotta go -- nap attack!