It's probably because my Mom stuffed me into the stupid PTU
and forced me out of my nice warm home, into the cold,
so stupid people at the Stabby Place could poke and prod me.
And they said mean things. Like my teeth are no longer in
purrfect condition, and Mom says next year I will need
something called a "dental". I don't think that sounds so good.
They also said my weight was.... I'm not telling. A ladycat need
not reveal her age or her weight, and I'm not meowing a word.
But they want me to lose some, just like Toby. This is so
I'm DEFINITELY out of sorts here.