I went to a strange place yesterday. My mom and dad put me in a cage and drove me to a strange smelling building.
There were these people and they put me on a table and i just wanted to run around and play but they made me stay still and poked me.
I didn’t like that at all, but it was OK because i got lots of attention afterwards.
My new friend was gone for a little bit yesterday.
I missed him.
He is so much fun to play with.
Today was pretty fun except my mom and dad put some wet flea stuff on the back of my neck.
I hated it so i tried to lick it off but i couldn’t reach. I must get it off. I must, I must, I must.
No fleas for me
I still don’t approve of the new fur ball. He smells weird.
I am pretty sure it is his fault my mom and dad put that gross flea stuff on the back of my neck. Whatever, i am just going to ignore him and spend all day sleeping in the window sill.