Mew. Hello. Thought I’d share a bit’s from my day yesterday.
My Ms Heather said she was mopping. I don’t know what that means but she said something about keeping me away. She put my litter box into the bathroom and closed the door.
I do no like being where I cannot sees my Ms Heather when I want to. I cried out. She no answered. So, I thought..i need to find way out.
I climbed up onto the sink. There I seen the black cat that no plays with me. He seems stuck in the shiny thing my hooman calls a mirror.
Other cat was no help. I knocked some if Ms Heathers things into the sink. And played with the drawer.
I heard Me Heathers voice talk to me. She no seems to understand I no speak fluent hooman. I is just a kitten, No? Her voice quickly changed. She was very afraid. Hearing her afraid made me cry.
I heard my Ms Heather talking to someone. She was really upset. I guess she was talking to the hooman she calls Steve (finds him at courageouschristianfather.com).
She was really scared. I wanted out if bathroom to comfort her. She kept trying open bathroom door and drawer was stopping her.
I then seen a thin silver stick come through the narrow crack of door. Ms Heather calls silver thing a screwdriver.
And in moments, I was out of bathroom. Shew. I no liked that.
What’s about you, fur friends? Ever got stucks? Id love to hear what happened and how your hooman helped you.
Back to my spot by Me Heather’s side.