My version of yesterday's events:
I gave the cat the prescribed dose of sedatives so that he could remain calm on the way to the lake, where I left him with loving, familiar people (my parents) in a familiar, pleasant setting (the cabin) so that he would not be lonely while I am away.
The Baron's version of yesterday's events:
She shoved pills into my throat, threw me in a cage, dropped me off in shack in the woods, while I was drugged out of my tiny little cat brain. and then left.
The Truth of yesterday's events:
The prescribed dose was clearly too much, he still pooped in his carrier, when we arrived he couldn't even walk, I was terrified that I had done permanent damage to him as the drug did not wear off for over 9 hours, now I have double the guilt for giving him the meds, and for leaving him.
Please know that he is fine, and is probably cuddling with mom right now and thinking about talking dad into giving him extra treats and not even giving me a second thought.
3 comments:
Czech in. You are priceless.
Glad to hear T. Baron is okay and that you are ready for one amazing trip! Don't leave any deets out yo.
You totally drugged yer cat. So now's a good a time as any to escape the country.
The Baron is fine. He hasn't left the top bunk for most of the day, except when I popped the lid on his can of food, and he felt the need for a cuddle with Grandma.
Remember, Wendy, that the top bunk is his domain!
Grandpa
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