Thei-CHAN: Heeeeeeeeeeeeelp! I am being held prisoner against my will!!!!! I knew something was up first thing yesterday morning when #1 tried to grab me and stuff some pills down me. She muttered something or other about tummy output and thank goodness we had an appointment to see Dr. C tomorrow. Appointment? ME?????? I thought I had dealt with that issue last time around when I managed to make myself so scarce that #1 ended up taking just that soppy Beebs who will go to the ends of the earth with her - silly boy!
Anyway, she did NOT succeed in getting any pills down me and I regarded her with serious suspicion for the rest of the day, but she managed to grab me late afternoon and she stuffed me in the guest bathroom where there are NO hiding places! I only have had two beds, toys, my litterbox, food and water How was I supposed to survive? And any minute now, she is going to come and get me. She is actually complaining about how traumatic this has all been for her, but WHAT ABOUT ME? and I haven't even been to the vet's yet!
Anyway, here is a single photo of me taken in the cat run yesterday when I was still, sniff…., a free girl:
Update: LalalalaLAaaaaaaaaaH! I'm back! And guess what? I have lost 300 grammes since last year (That's ten and a half ounces!)! #1 was SO proud of me!!!! And I'm pretty chuffed too!