I'm exhausted! Yesterday, Bonnie grabbed me and put me in my blue carrier — she knows I don't like to be picked up — and took me to Donna's. On our way to Donna's, I meowed loudly so everyone would know that Bonnie was kidnapping me again. We stopped to talk to that woman at the desk halfway to Donna's. I let her pet me and rub my head. It felt good, so I quit screaming that Bonnie kidnapped me.
Did I ever tell you that I lived with Donna a week while Bonnie was gone last year and then another week while she was gone again? Well, I did. But once when Bonnie took me to visit Donna, there was a cat there! Yes, there was. And that cat's name was Sasha. We hissed at each other — only once — but we mostly just stared at each other across the room and never got close.
Where was I? Oh, yeah. When we got to Donna's, I looked carefully around her apartment. No cat anywhere, so I went to sit in the window while the two humans talked. They had tried to bribe me with treats, but I wasn't buying it. Nope, nope, nope.
On our way home, we stopped to talk to that woman at the desk again. And then ... then ... Bonnie walked right into a room full of women, who called to us. Half of them wanted to pet me and talk to me. Bonnie unzipped the carrier so I could look at them and they could rub my head. Okay, I admit that I enjoyed being petted. I like people. Except the loud ones. Oh, yeah, Tomoko was there in the room, and I know her. And Toni.
Exhausting! That's what it was. When I got home, I ate a bite or two before settling in for a catnap. You won't believe what happened when I closed my eyes. Bonnie did it again. She put me in my carrier AGAIN on the very same day and took me to visit with a little girl. The girl read me a book. It was about a fly escaping from a frog (or was it a toad?) fleeing from a cat running from a dog ... and more animals chasing behind. After the story, I crept out of my carrier and explored that new-to-me apartment, and I sniffed the little girl's fingers. She was a nice little girl, after all.
But it was a long day. What does Bonnie think I am? A therapy cat? When I got home this time, I ran first to my litter box, then nibbled some more of my food before taking another long sleep. Actually, I slept the night away.
Clawdia, 'til next time
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