Hi Peoples, Teddy here.
I am going to tell you about how I got so scared a couple of weeks ago. Things here at my mama’s condo were going along quite nicely. At least I thought so.
Then Mama put me in a carry box which wasn’t bad because it had my blue Humane Society blanket in it. Not the one I pooped on–I will tell you that story sometime–boy was my fur frizzled–I was so embarrassed. Anyway, Mama put me in the carry box with the blue blanket and I was ok with it.
But then we went in the elevator–another box thing–and outside and into a car. We drove a while and when we got out of the car I could hear familiar sounds that I thought were part of my history, if you know what I mean. If you don’t I will tell you.
We went into the building and do you know where we were?! The Shelter! Yes, I kid you not! Well let me tell you I was so scared I almost peed on my blue blanket. But I got control of myself.
Here I thought Mama was adjusting quite nicely and what does she do? Takes me back to The Shelter. Once we got inside she started talking quietly to me telling me to relax I was just going to be there for a little while. Yeah right, I thought.
Well, then a woman people took me to another room and took some of my blood out of me! Talk about frightening. What was that all about? Then she put another sharp stick in my hip and put something–not blood–back in. People do the strangest things.
Mama explained that the woman people who took the blood out of me was doing a test to see if I had a bad thing. The test was negative and that is a positive. Go figure that out. And the sharp stick was a vaccination so I don’t get bad things. So all good.
After that I was back in the carry box with my blue blanket and in the car and before long in the elevator–elevators go up and down–down to leave and up to come home–home!
Here I thought Mama maybe didn’t want to be my mama and was going to leave me at The Shelter. I should have known better. After all she is my mama and I am her boy catkid forever. I don’t know how long forever is but it is more than a few weeks that much I do know.
I have to go back next week for another sharp stick but no blood is coming out–that’s done for good. And then back again next month for surgery. I am going to be neutered. I don’t know what that is but I got through the sharp sticks ok so it will probably be about the same. I will let you know next month what being neutered is all about.