Posted by on May 24, 2019 | 12 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NO WAY AM I WEARING THAT, WOUND OR NO WOUND!

So, to get back to the pink tutu suit…well, not a tutu really but definitely pink and silly for a kitty to wear, just to make sure I don’t do something untoward to my…er…fix-it wound.  And here I am in a new household with little knowledge of just who these anthros are and already they are asking me to put on a ridiculous outfit that no kitty  in her right mind would be caught sporting!

Now…mama’s take on this was another thing, and I was not sure at all yet if SHE was in her right mind, haha.

Mama said, “Oh, Loulou,”(because a neighbor had helped find me an appropriate name, thank you, neighbor), that is one cute little suit.  Maybe it will fit ME as a tee-shirt if I cut off the legs.

(Was this a joke?)

That was the moment I started wondering just what kind of situation I had fallen into…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hey, the service here was great and the food, exquisite, so I decided to go with the flow for a while in this wacko family.

Just not in a pink body suit, thank you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Plus—there was that garden…