Today I have been at the top of the large dresser in the kitchen. There was a lot of banging on the roof. Lynettea told me, when she saw my ears sticking out of the dresser top, that it was a man cleaning the gutters.
How much more I have to suffer I don’t know. Yesterday it was a trip to the VET for my annual jabs and intrusive fondling all over my body by unwanted hands. The VET was rather quiet and I thought he looked nervous. I am a big kitty now. He said to Lynettea that I was very TAME when he prodded my mouth open to put in a worming tablet. I could have told him I DO NOT HAVE WORMS. But no-one thinks to ask me, the one who really knows.
Lynettea said I was very good. She was pleased at all the flattery from the VET about how beautiful I looked and what good condition I was in (perfect condition). Now I have to try to eat large chunks of dental food as my gums were a bit reddened. I can hardly stretch my mouth around them.
Some good news: a picture of MY REAL MOTHER. Lynettea found one for me.
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| Me and my Real Mum. Can you tell which is ME? |
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| Me in my outside cane igloo |
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| Me looking sweet on my wolf rug |
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| I am transforming into WOLF |
