The story of the unhappy cat
That's Terra for you.Mood: in a calm deposition
Well, Terra has been one very unhappy cat today.
She wakes up this morning, habitually and obediently brushes her teeth on the toilet brush while she watches the owner's mummy brush her teeth with a normal toothbrush.
Then, she waits by her ash plate which has become her food plate for breakfast, but owner's mummy tells her "No food today, dearest Terra! you are going to the vet's!"
Confused, Terra tilts her head to the side in question and then runs off to find owner's daddy as he just woke up.
Sitting outside the toilet, she patiently waits for him to finish shaving and doing his mundane morning rituals in the toilet while little Terra plans the usual morning attack on his toes and ankles in a bid to get her food on her plate. She was STARVING!
But then, daddy tells her "no food for you this morning, dearest Terra, you're going to the doctor to get yourself neutered!" 'Again, who IS this doctor, this Vet? and WHERE is MY food?' Terra thinks to herself and climbs onto the owner's bed in an attempt to wake her up since her mom and dad refuses to give her food.
Soon, her owner wakes up and she sits by her till she wakes up totally before jumping off the bed. As her owner gets off the bed and into the living room, 'Ah HA!!! FOOD!!!' Terra thinks, and runs straight for the kitchen, only to walk back out in a confused and frustrated state after her owner calls out to her "Sorry! No food for you darling! Well, not till the vet says so.. you're gonna go bonkers today, sweetie.."
'Why isn't ANYONE giving me my FOOD? I shall get into my feline bitch fit now.' Terra concludes before setting out to bite every ankle she finds in her sight. But after a while, her owner calls out to her again, this time carrying her annoyingly pink carrier. She only slept in that when the nights were terribly and unbearably cold, why did her owner want her to get into it?
She got in anyway, and poked her head out while she found her owner walking down the great flight of steps that she yearned to walk down so many times. Her wish was finally coming true!! She's going OUT!! but.. in a bag.. oh well, it beats not having to see nothing.
By the time she got into this enclosed area, she saw her owner's mom and dad again, who were busy coo-ing at her like idiots. Looking at her owner, she gave her the "Oh man.. get them to stop it.." look and poked her head back into her little cosy annoyingly pink bag.
The thing they were in started turning about. Yucky is what she was feeling, it was such an unusual feeling. 'Oh no, where are they taking me? Are they going to put me with some unknown creatures? Oh no, this is so scary! why are they doing THIS to me?' Terra thinks (or so I think that's what she thought) before starting to panic too much. She starts hyperventilating and her owner calms her down almost immediately. Oh, thank god for owners, right?
Then, her owner brings her into this foreign place. 'It's weird, I'm not getting out of this bag, nuh uh.' But her owner and mom forced her into this other box. Man, she HATES it in there.. it's full of newspapers. Yuck!!! >__<
Her owner suddenly says goodbye and leaves! 'No!! Don't leave me here!!! Take me with you!! NO!!' But too late, Terra gets carried into this other room with 3 other screaming cats. ugh.
***** AFTER OPERATION, WHEN OWNER WALKS BACK IN *****
'AH!! She's finally back! I hope she doesn't find out I crapped in this stupid...box thing.' Terra thinks while sitting in the box patiently. She recognises the voices, but everything's blurry. Who's who? oh man.... >_<
The door's open, 'I DON'T WANT TO GET OUT. They'll KILLLLL me if I do!' the words cross our dear feline's mind as she hears her owner's mom whistle out to her. Our said pet cat visibly relaxes as her owner straps on the leash and coaxes or rather, dragged her out of the box and into her wonderfully annoyingly pink carrier. 'HOME! HOME!!!!' Terra thinks as she poked her head out.
"Remember to clean her up, she crapped and pissed in the cage earlier on, she was really scared. Very wild thing. Do take her out more often, will you?" She listens to the male helper talk to her owner and watched her nod her head in sheepish laughter and shoot the man a fierce, evil glare, and growls as much as she can.
'Stupid, this is so embarassing. all thanks to owner. Why'd SHE gotta dump me here and make me so freaking scared that I crapped in that box??? Hmph!!' Terra shot her owner a glare which she returned with a sheepish shrug and lots of warm words.
She slowly falls asleep in the carrier while her owner's dad maneuvers the thing back to home.
**** BACK AT HOME, MY Perspective (the author's perspective) ****
Well, my dear little cat pissed and crapped coz she was scared. Poor dear.
She really doesn't look pleased about that. Or about me leaving her at the vet's, or her getting sterilised and feeling super awful and uncomfy now.
And right now, she's really pissed off at me even though I gave her warm towels, a nice hot water bottle, and plenty of food and water. Nope, she can't even eat. Doesn't even have an appetite to eat. Poor dear..
Just now, I had to cradle her little head for a while, while she rested her heavy head on my hand, so tired, so drugged out. Well, that happened alot of times, not just once. I wanted so badly to make her feel a tad bit better. but I have to feed her her medicine, which she puked out later after sniffing mom's greasy hand, I nearly puked too.. it smelt too oily for my liking. My poor cat.. =(
I do hope she gets better soon.. with a killer appetite too.. She hasn't eaten the entire DAY!! *sighs*
We'll see how it goes.. Will have to bring her to the vet's in 2 weeks' time to get the stitches out.. can't wait.. hopefully, by then, she'll be much better.
You know, she'd been giving me this evil, mean and really nasty glare whenever I'm next to her, but she stops that after a while when she realises that I'm trying to make her feel better and she just growls like there's no tomorrow.
Mom had been teasing her growls, saying that it really meant "Get AWAY!! First, you don't give me my food, then you chuck me at some unknown place, and scare me shitless and pissed my mood off, both very much literally, then those weird people in masks knock me out, hell knows if I'd DIE!! Then I wake up with my belly SHAVED bald and I feel so odd and did I tell you that I'm in GREAT pain? You ASSS!!! GET AWAY!!! I'll HISS at you, I'm warning ya!! *HISSSSSS!!!!!* GO AWAY!!!"
So, yeah... besides trying to make her feel better and forcing her to take her medicine, I pretty much left her on her own. She's on Gary's foot now, rather cleaned up, coz mom caught hold of her and wiped her ass and hind legs clean from the crap and piss, TWICE. but she still stinks. Gary's got socks on, and his foot's warm and it's juuuuuust nice for our little feline darling sweetie.. so, there she is.. on Gary's foot, and with some towels on top of her to keep her out from the cold. (Our floors are all made from Italian marbles)
*nods* I'm sure she'll feel better soon, I mean, she can walk all over the house now, that's a good sign.
I hope she eats a little something tomorrow.. will feed her a little porridge. heh..
start super plain and soft and warm first.
Anyway, not meeting anyone tomorrow, neither am I going for hospice duty.. just going for night meeting. yeah.. hahs.. if I'm not going out, well, I'll be sure to take care of my baby feline.. yep..
Gotta go now.. so yeah, toodles!
posted by anj @ 23:56
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