I'm Sorry...

I love you N, but I hope you understand how much I am suffering right now..I am sorry I refused to swallow those eekie stuff you tried to give me. I am sorry I vomitted and you had to clean up on me several times...I am really sorry...

Kitties, I am sick. I've been vomitting and my poo is watery since the past 4 days. Last night, N found a blood clot when she cleaned me up. I think she got really worried, she almost cried. So just now afternoon, she brought me to the vet, looking all un-glam with her specs and no make up. That was very unlike her, I tell ya...She looked, errr...not herself.

I hate having to tell you what happened at the vet, but for the benefit of other kitties, I shall be a male about it. Hee hee...

After registration and some small talks I had with the doggies there, (OH! They were very friendly. People say, Cats and Dogs always fight? Well, those are just myths!) N brought me into THE room. I'll never forget what happened in that room.

There was a lady and a man. At first, they were really nice to me. They said I was handsome, and that I was such a good boy.... and before I knew it, they stuck a tiny straw into my anus (is dat the term used for cats as well?) and it hurts so bad...I was wailing and crying hoping that N would somehow help me out, but she was just holding me and I saw her shed a tear in her eye. I don't know why, but maybe it was painful for her too...

That's not all, after shoving that painful straw into me, they also gave me a jab on my neck. It didn't hurt as much as that straw, but it made me feel numb for a while. By that time, N was already sobbing, telling the vet not to be too hard on me. But you know what? The vet wasn't listening to her. Cos it really hurt after a while.. I think N knew I was suffering...

Everything else was a blur after that. I think it’s the jab they gave me.I fell asleep and when I woke up, I was already home.

And things didn’t get any better…N forced me to swallow the eekie stuff the vet gave her. She said she was trying to make me feel better, but that was so not it. She kept forcing it into my mouth and I just couldn’t take it anymore. I vomited it all out and ran away from her. I told myself not to trust her anymore.

But you know, the vet said, I have diarrhea and a lot of bacteria in my body. It’s most likely caused by the environment I am in. Well, I have to say, the rented place I’m staying in, is definitely not home to me. I just can’t wait to move out of this place.

N and her sister cleaned up the whole house when they got home just now.

Now, all I do is sleep…

.…sleep….

And sleep…

..I don’t wanna say goodnight to you. Instead, I wanna ask for a favor.

Please pray that I get better? Cos if anything happens to me, I know N will never be ok…and she’ll blame herself for it.