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I hadn't told enybody yet abowt my horrible day on Weds. My Mum made me go to see sum peepul who weren't vary nice to me. Furst she put me in the dark bocks that I came frum the shelter in and then we got in this machine that she sat beehind a wheel of and it somehow took us away. I didn't unnerstand whut was going on. We went in a bilding and it smelled kinda funny and there were voices I hadn't herd afore. I cried and yelled at my mum while she kept me in that bocks. A few minits later we went in a room and I got to escape frum the dark bocks onto a cold shiny table, that they woodn't let me off of. Anuther lady came at me and made my mum try to pin me down and yoo will never beeleeve whut this lady did to me! She put a stick up my bum and held it thare for like an hour (at leest thatz whut it felt like)! It wuz bad. That wuzn't the worst of it, not even close. The lady made me eet some icky likwid, she sed it woold kill wormz, I'm not shure whut that iz but it sounds gross and I don't want eny, so I put up with that. Then anuther lady came in and she grabbed me up and stretched me all about and I started screeemin when something stabbed me, then I saw my blud goin into a tube thingy, it was awful. (They were checkin for lookeemia). She kept holdin me and I got stabbed again, (FVRCP vaccine). Finally they let me go and gave me back to mum and doo yoo know whut she did? She put me back in that bocks!! I showed her who's boss a few minits later. Oh my cats was it a bad morning! Finally we got back into the little machine to take us home, but I wuz not stayin in that bocks eny more, I busted out! I used my teeth and claws and broke a hole in it big enuff for me to escape thru. Then I wuz free to walk around in the machine, oh mum just sed it's called a car, so I wuz walkin around in the car all they way home. It's only like 5 minits away. She wuzn't vary happy with me for bustin out but she wuz gonna buy anuther bocks to carry me in enyway.
Me and the bocks definately were not agreeing.
On Thursday mum and dad both started going to work for the furst time since I've been home. I had to stay all alone all day, it wuz kinda sad fur me. I have some noo toys to play with, a long rope, a big bloo bow, some balled up paper, some beeds on a string and the skweeky mowse, so I doo have some entertainment and she left the radio on for me. I nap under the cowch wen I'm alone, so it's alright once I stop meowin for the peepul.
Today is Friday, I've been here a week, it's grate, I'm vary happy they came and got me out of the shelter.
This is my compyooter chare that I have to share with my mum.
Later efurrybody,
Luv, Willie
I hadn't told enybody yet abowt my horrible day on Weds. My Mum made me go to see sum peepul who weren't vary nice to me. Furst she put me in the dark bocks that I came frum the shelter in and then we got in this machine that she sat beehind a wheel of and it somehow took us away. I didn't unnerstand whut was going on. We went in a bilding and it smelled kinda funny and there were voices I hadn't herd afore. I cried and yelled at my mum while she kept me in that bocks. A few minits later we went in a room and I got to escape frum the dark bocks onto a cold shiny table, that they woodn't let me off of. Anuther lady came at me and made my mum try to pin me down and yoo will never beeleeve whut this lady did to me! She put a stick up my bum and held it thare for like an hour (at leest thatz whut it felt like)! It wuz bad. That wuzn't the worst of it, not even close. The lady made me eet some icky likwid, she sed it woold kill wormz, I'm not shure whut that iz but it sounds gross and I don't want eny, so I put up with that. Then anuther lady came in and she grabbed me up and stretched me all about and I started screeemin when something stabbed me, then I saw my blud goin into a tube thingy, it was awful. (They were checkin for lookeemia). She kept holdin me and I got stabbed again, (FVRCP vaccine). Finally they let me go and gave me back to mum and doo yoo know whut she did? She put me back in that bocks!! I showed her who's boss a few minits later. Oh my cats was it a bad morning! Finally we got back into the little machine to take us home, but I wuz not stayin in that bocks eny more, I busted out! I used my teeth and claws and broke a hole in it big enuff for me to escape thru. Then I wuz free to walk around in the machine, oh mum just sed it's called a car, so I wuz walkin around in the car all they way home. It's only like 5 minits away. She wuzn't vary happy with me for bustin out but she wuz gonna buy anuther bocks to carry me in enyway.
Me and the bocks definately were not agreeing.
On Thursday mum and dad both started going to work for the furst time since I've been home. I had to stay all alone all day, it wuz kinda sad fur me. I have some noo toys to play with, a long rope, a big bloo bow, some balled up paper, some beeds on a string and the skweeky mowse, so I doo have some entertainment and she left the radio on for me. I nap under the cowch wen I'm alone, so it's alright once I stop meowin for the peepul.
Today is Friday, I've been here a week, it's grate, I'm vary happy they came and got me out of the shelter.
This is my compyooter chare that I have to share with my mum.
Later efurrybody,
Luv, Willie
6 comments:
Oh, that was a pretty bad day, Willie. At least you got to come back home and didn't have to stay there. I hope you made your human do some penance for making you go through all that -- I'm thinking lots of good food, Temptations, stuff like that. Oh, and lots of apologies and snuggles.
Wow! Willie, you are a little wild one. I am very impressed that you busted out of your box.
Sorry you had to have such terrible torture at the V-E-T office. Luckily, you usually do not have to go there very often. And killing worms is a good thing.
Look you got our of the box! You won!!!
I'm glad you're getting used to being in the house by yourself, young Willie. Your name, William, means "protector of his people", so you will no doubt grow into the role. I know the VET makes my cats nervous, too. We only take our beloved kitties there because we love you so, and because we want you to be healthy!
We suggest your mom buy you a new box not made out of cardboard. They aren't very sturdy and we kitties are very determined!
We're glad you survived all those indignities. You needed a long nap after that.
Wille, that sounds like a very bad day indeed. At least it is over, and you shouldn't need to see the V*T now for quite a while.
Good work on that box, too.
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