Well! This has been exciting and weird! I
haven't been home! Oh, don't worry, I didn't get sick again!
I have a very good doctor! She fixed me and all of my fur is
coming back! (That happens with Surgey, your fur falls out
in places when you're asleep!) Nope, I haven't been sick at
all. I met the rest of my family!
It was really hot! Aunt Azzie and I were
so sleepy all the time. Aunt Azzie didn't even want to get
up for her medicine or dinner! I don't think she was
drinking enough because she didn't even get up for a drink.
I'da let her drink my water in my room, honest I would!
Mommy wasn't happy either. She was working on the computer
and her hair would cry! She said it's called swet. I think
swet is the past of swat because she kept swatting her hair
and pulling her shirt out and swatting it around too. Poor
Mommy didn't like it hot like that either!
Then Daddy had a great idea. He didn't
like seeing us unhappy, so he told Mommy to come to his
house and bring us because he has hair conditioner. I didn't
want to go. I thought I'd have to get a bath in water! So,
when Mommy tried to put me in the carrier, I squirmed out
and made a run for it. She did end up catching me and
putting me in the carrier. She said I'd get to meet my
brothers, which is fine, but I DIDN'T WANT A BATH!
Aunt Azzie was happy to go. She'd never
been out of Michigan before and was happy to go to Ohio for
hair conditioning. I have never heard of a cat that likes
baths and I email with a lot of cats. I thought my poor Aunt
had just had too much hot and had gotten crazy!
When we got to Daddy's house, he came out
to help us go inside. Daddy carried my in my carrier and
Mommy carried Aunt Azzie in the picnic basket. (No fair that
I had to stay in the carrier and the picnic basket had an
opening Aunt Azzie could stick her head out of!) When we got
in the house, they set the carrier and picnic basket down on
the ground. Mommy took Aunt Azzie out and Daddy opened the
carrier door. I saw Aunt Azzie and then...I saw two of the
hugest cats ever!
My brothers, Chester and Baggle are
really big! Dr. Collisi said boys got bigger than girls, but
I'M PETITE! I wasn't in a big hurry to get out of the
carrier. I had to get my courage. Baggle and I trade emails
and I couldn't let him think I'm a wimpy little kitten! In a
month, I'll be a cat! Besides, I am queen of my house and he
is the king of his. I have to be regal and tough. So I came
out of the carrier and growled so Chester and Baggle would
know I'm not a baby!
Boy was I surprised! Baggle is shy in
person! Chester can be really tough. He talks mean! He
hissed a me! So, I hissed back. Well, we all hissed a little
at first. Its cat trash talk. We have to be tough to get to
know each other. It's a cat thing.
Daddy's house is neat! He has windows all
over with cat seats on them. He has a toy shelf on the
kitchen counter with a milk ring for every room in his
house. There is a huge kitty bathroom downstairs that Baggle
and Chester share with Daddy so he can put his laundry
machines in it. Daddy's even got a window with a cat seat in
the bedroom, so I can look out the window when I'm not
Sleep arrangements were a little bit of a
problem. Aunt Azzie stayed in the kitty bathroom in the
basement the first night. She likes sleeping on the carpet
near Daddy's clothes machines. Okay, fine for her, but I
sleep with Mommy, always have. Mommy and Daddy sleep all the
way upstairs and Chester and Baggle wouldn't let me up the
first night! I ended up in the basement with Aunt Azzie!
THAT had to be fixed!
So, the next night, and every other
night, I marched right upstairs and right to my Mommy's
side, where I belong. Baggle hissed, Chester hissed, I
growled! Sleeping in a basement will make you grouchy! They
didn't sleep on the bed anyway. Well, in the morning, Baggle
came up on MY bed and laid down on MY MOMMY'S hair! So I
growled at him in the morning too.
Things started to get okay when Mommy and
Daddy took out the feather toy. That was fun! And we all
played with it. Well, except Aunt Azzie who took once swat
with her nose and laid down. We did start to get along
better as the week went on. I let my brothers sniff me and
we even ate together and looked out the front door. Really,
I think I kinda like my brothers, they're probably pretty
okay. When it was time to go home, I didn't want to go. I
wanted to get to know my brothers better! Maybe we'll visit
again some day.
Oh, and they never did make me take a
bath. I think they put the hair conditioner in the vents. I
don't know how hair conditioner does it, but it was cooler
in Ohio and Aunt Azzie was feeling better because of it.
Mommy wasn't swatting her clothes either. I think we should
try hair conditioner in Michigan sand Chester and Baggle can
come visit here!