Tales for Thursday
This is a photo from a happier moment. The horrific happenings of yesterday are still in my memory and I couldn't bear to have any pictures taken last night.
I was unceremoniously shoved into the PTU yesterday afternoon, and made to endure the longest time in that thing on wheels. It was not fun and I let my Meowm and Aunt know about it. Then, yep, you guessed it, we were at the v-e-t.
Once in my larger, yet still prison room, I searched and searched for a way to escape. None were to be found. So I started the search for a hiding place and finally found one, although it wasn't a very good place because the v-e-t lady came in and found me right away! She scooped me up and I got weighed again. Nothing is sacred in this place! It was noted that I had lost a little weight from a week ago. Well, a lady doesn't want to ruin her girlish figure does she? Then the v-e-t looked deep into my ears, so deep I thought she was tunneling her way to my brain. Then she peered into my eyes, and I tried to shoot her down with my lasers, but alas, it didn't work. Some talking ensued after this, then the v-e-t left for a bit. I went and hid behind my Meowm. I curled up as little as I could make myself. I was just getting comfy when the v-e-t came back in and I was pulled out from behind Meowm. I was stabbed with something, then shoved back in the PTU.
I played like I didn't understand what they were saying, but I knew. My ear is still infected, so I got a shot of antibiotic. Meowm was sent home with more antibiotic and with a steroid. I fear I am going to balloon up and look like a panther with those steroids!
Finally we left the v-e-t place and thus began the long journey back home. I was quieter on the way back, as I was planning on how to exact my revenge. Once we got home I had to check the place out and make sure all was left in its place. Then things calmed down..........for a bit.
I was sitting calmly on my perch, watching outside when I was grabbed by the back of my neck and Meowm tried to pry my mouth open. Oh no, not this again! I remember the last few times this was done to me and I was having none of it. So Meowm gave up and a bit of a battle from me. I was triumphant.......for a short time. Then I was ganged upon by my Aunt and my Meowm! At first my aunt grabbed me and my Meowm held my front paws. Well she left me no way to defend myself except by my teeth, so I bit her! I sunk my teeth in good! And alas! I was free again! But only for a short time. My Aunt pulled me back out of my corner, despite me whapping her a good one with my claws, and I was wrapped up tightly in a blanket. Then my mouth was forced open again and that nasty pill was dropped down my throat. Then finally my mouth was shut again, but held closed! I had no choice but to swallow the offending pill!
I am proud to report that I recovered from that ordeal, but Meowm will take some time to recover from that bite, and my Aunt will need a bit of time for her scratches to heal. They may have won the battle, but the war rages on!
~~Fierce Warrior Emily