So, we have landed. I think Chairman Meow was misinformed - this is not the hellish limbo he described, although it is certainly hot as hell. My winter coat was just approaching its full glory a few days ago - if the weather doesn't turn soon I'm going to have to shed it altogether.Still no sign of the humans. I have been taken to some sort of penitentiary on the outskirts of the city. The usual indignities were performed by a vet on arrival, but I am almost immune to such behaviour now, and now at last I have a place to sleep out of earshot of those damned Yorkies. I have a concrete cell with a plastic box full of bedding on a sort of mezzanine floor. There is what passes for a metal ladder joining this to the ground, but it must have been built for a chihuahua because I can barely turn around on it.
I have been spending most of my time sitting by the grille looking out on the lawn. By the gods, it is hot! I'm feeling too tired to do anything much, and the light hurts my eyes if I look up at the sky. I have noticed one good thing, though: they're feeding me only biscuits. As long as this sun doesn't addle my brain and make me confuse them with the litter tray, I could get used to this.
But where are the humans?
Dear Jasper - we miss you so much here and the weather has been purrfect for your thick coat. I do remember, however, you don't like the white stuff which falls out of the sky and there's been a bit too much of it recently. I was just writing to congratulate you on your grammar - when you did your last blog you were rotten at 'capitals' and punctuation. Your spell in the 'cold place' has not all been wasted.
ReplyDeleteHope your humans are being properly respectful and kind after all they have put you through and that they are providing plenty of rock melon to make amends.
Love and strokes, from The Silly Lady