Well I am back, and its been a close call I am telling you. I felt really sick. I was carted off to the V.E.T. where I had large numbers of needles stuck in me, for no apparent reason. Then I found out what had really been going on. I was lying there when I overheard my human talking to the V.E.T. They were talking about the number ’23′. The V.E.T. was saying
‘it was 23! We have never known a cat with a result that high before!’
And my human was saying
’23? Good God!’
I dont know if anyone out there knows what they are talking about but its clearly some sort of code.
Then my human was saying
‘ its not going to be easy feeding him seperately’
and the V.E.T said
‘ its really important’
and my human said ( are you ready for this? )
‘I know…….if I dont he will die!’
Now I have been thinking about this…………23 must be the name of a type of poison. That explains why I am being fed seperately, Sinner has been poisoning me again! I have been complaining about this for years,and no one takes a blind bit of notice!
This was confirmed today! I saw some food down there and my human said
‘ you can’t eat that it will make you ill! ‘
What more proof do you need!
Fortunately my human has realised at long last what is going on, and now she watches every mouthful I eat! She won’t allow the other two in the same room when I eat, they have to be fed seperately. Positive proof is that I am now feeling much better”
My life hangs by a thread, you have no idea what it is like having to live in these perilous surroundings!
I have to go back to the V.E.T next week, she says, to have more tests………checking to see if there is any more poison I expect! Its most unnerving!
Doesnt anyone out there care?
