It all started when the human put me in a box and took me in a loud smelly rolling contraption to some hideous place. I was abandoned for days and caged with a host of other jailed animals. A lady came and strapped me to a table and put a cone object on my face that smelled funny, then I just slept.
I have awoken into a nightmare. My dastardly claws on my front paws are now gone, and there's a scar on my tummy. I feel all groggy and tempermental.
The human came back and rescued me and brought us home. He's making me wear a bandage around my stomach so that I cannot lick my tummy scar. I have been able to get past the irritating thing a few times, but he keeps coming back and fixing it (grrrr).
There are wirey strings in my paws now where my claws used to be. They are useless. They don't hold me up on the curtains the way my claws did. They don't make that interesting popping, shredding sound when I kneed on the furniture anymore. I feel gyped.
Salem is gloating over my malady. Even though I know she doesn't have her claws either.
Posted by Sierra at August 5, 2005 03:21 PM