much consists of eating and sleeping. However, my main joy in life is to EAT!!!
Next to eating, I rather enjoy torturing Sandy, she thinks she is the boss around here....But,
I show her. Nothing gives me more pleasure then to bite her toes HARD when she is sleeping.
If I decide I want to go out in the middle of the night? She is the only one deserving of my harrassment.
Just for fun, I take my sweet time when she lets me out. I allow her to hold the door open for me,
for as long as it takes me to walk thru it... usually twitching my tail and small steps are in order,
with rest periods in between. I don't want to exhaust myself.
Once in awhile, I will condesend to purr for her in the mornings, and ONLY in the mornings....
After all, I do wanna make sure I get fed! I have to throw her a bone now and then.
I've got her soooo well trained!! Sighhhh this is the life!!
Something was definitely wrong here. Then I saw it. Oh no...it was the BOX!!!
I can take just about anything, but when she tries to cram my ample figure in that box....
Well I go nuts!! I barely fit in this box, which she calls a carrier.
I try my best to make a run for it when I see that darn thing, but....sighhh I can only move so fast!!
Yikes!!! I'm on my way to the vet, to be tortured, abused, and confronted with less then
desirable animals...ie dogs!!
I have no idea what I've done to deserve this, but I just had to spend two nights at the vet
crammed in a small cage, being poked and prodded and treated like an animal! It was the most
miserable and upsetting experience of my life....Sandy will pay for this...now that I am home!!
I will ignore her for days for this one!!!
As if it wasn't bad enough going thru all that trauma, I had to come home to one more violation
of my personal space....Me!!! So what if I came home a little dirty, my hair knotted up, and I smelled bad?
Heck, I liked me just the way I was, but ohhhhh nooooooooo, that wasnt good enough. I had to endure
a bath, which I thought was bad enough, but then....all of a sudden I hear a buzzzing noise.
What I had to endure no cat should. It was the worst hour of my life! I was held down, and shaved
with those buzzing clippers. Not only that, I heard Sandy laughing because Joe is not allowed
near the kids with those things cuz he gets clipper happy, and she lets him near me?
Ya know, I lost half my whiskers, ON JUST ONE SIDE OF MY FACE, my tail
looks like that of a rat, and now my generous proportions are there for all to see!
This shouldnt happen to a dog, so what gives?
Okkkk so here I am, just a mere shadow of my former image, Ok alright I'll concede a big shadow
I can't help but notice how Sandy has her big shoe in the picture. Tomorrow is another day, and
I will get even wink wink!!
Tomorrow really is another day!
very sick. I had to take him to vet. Sooooooo $450.00 later, he is sporting a new look.
He weighs almost 24 pounds, and is now on a diet. I just hate to see the page he will wanna do next.
I can see it now.... HELP ME I'M WASTING AWAY!!
Stay tuned for part 2!!
