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Gilly,
Was wondering what had happened to you. I don't know why 2 legs have to shift things around like that. The couch and chair here are just fine where they are. I don't need all that noise and chaos. My 2 legs loaded us all into cages and put us in the bumpy box. When it stopped bumping, we were at a new place, but it still smelled like the old place where they poke ya and stick needles in ya. After a long wait, we all went into a little room and they started pulling us out and putting us back and poking and sticking us and it was awful. But Melissa did not get stuck. They took her away and brought her back. Something about her sore was clean and open. Then the one who took Melissa away said that Melissa could not go outdoors for a long time, even after her sore was better. Then she said that my 2 legs had to give us both medicine. Then after another long wait we got in the bumpy box and were home when it stopped. My 2 legs put this bowl on the floor. I took one sniff, I was not drinking that. Melissa liked hers though. The old 2 legs grabbed me and my 2 legs stuck this stick full of nasty stuff in my mouth. EWwwwwwwwwwww. They did this every day in morning and night and I hated it. Melissa stopped having any but they kept doing it to me. I got mad and peed on their shoes lots of times. Next thing I know, they stuff me in a cage and into the bumpy box and I'm back at that place again. This time when I got home, they had a hard thing they stuffed down my throat and then the nasty stuff in the stick. I decided peeing on their shoes was not a good idea and after a while, they stopped stuffing stuff down my throat. Then my 2 legs left her garden shoes out and the temptation was too much. She was not happy. Poor Melissa, after they stopped giving her stuff in a bowl, they wrapped this stuff around her leg. Melissa would tear it off. Next thing we know, Melissa has this thing on her neck that sticks out all around. The orange thing thinks this is great, as it makes Melissa easier to ambush. Well, after a while Melissa figures out how to tear off the stuff on her leg. Then they get this wicked stinky stuff and put it under the thing on her leg. Well, now she really wants it off. But in the last couple days, they keep telling her, it's almost better, leave the bandaid alone and it will all be gone soon. But Melissa wants to go out, and cries to a lot. But they say, no, you can't. The orange thing and I go out all we want. I've been out helping my 2 legs when she pulls stuff out of the ground. The orange thing comes out and watches. That's all our news. Purry |
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