Moving Right Along

Well, I think they are coming to rescue me from this room, but at least they left some FOOD!!!

Tonight they cooked T-bones, but I did not care a hoot, because guess what happened?  Mama’s good friend, Annabel, came to MY dungeon/prison and actually led me out into the second floor where they have stashed me, and we took a nice little walk around the villa and I sniffed under all the beds in all the rooms and then Annie led me back to MY room and I went in like a lamb and took a nap.

Am I well-behaved or WHAT?

So don’t think that just because your anthros stick you in a room for SIX DAYS (with a little outdoor porch, I have to admit), that you will be damaged for life and have to see a kitty shrink to set you straight again.

SOME people know how to treat a kitty.  And OTHERS just go off gallivanting to little hill towns and look at museums and eat and drink and make merry and do you think I am affected at all by the antics of these two that say they are my mama and papa.

But I shall never forget my walk with Annie.  Maybe mama will catch on and take me around tomorrow. I’m sort of used to special treatment now!

HEY, I think that’s someone coming right now for another scintillating discovery walk so that I don’t CLIMB THE WALLS!

So to speak. Be glad there are no curtains in this room, haha.

Just kidding. But it’ll be curtains for mama if she doesn’t let me out of here soon.