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A Grumble In A Grumbley World

Papa goed away

It was very confusing. Papa was away again, and Mama slept with the door open. But I didn't like that this time. I wanted the door closed and papa home! Now that papa has returned from the dead, I am feeling happier and more like having a cuddle.

Glee!

Right now, I am putting up with having to have my insulin shot every day. This is mostly because biting has proven ineffective, and Mama just lets me bite her and gives me the shot anyway. I must bide my time and think of another way to get out of my daily insulin shot.

However, this morning I noticed Mama grabbing my stupid sister and forcing a syringe of nasty orange medicine down her throat. This pleases me greatly. Now the shoe's on the other foot... how do you like THAT, sister?

Perhaps my Grumbly Powers of Destruction won't end up being necessary after all this time, now that my sister is getting her due.

Rough night, man.

But not for me, for my stupid big sister. At around 11:00, Mama and Papa started worrying about her and talking in loud voices - couldn't they see I was napping?

Next thing you know, the sucker's managed to get herself stuffed into a cat carrier (just TRY getting me into one of those!) and Mama and Papa hustle her out of the house. They wisely come back about an hour later without her and start lavishing me with the attention I deserve. I have a brief moment of bliss where I think they have finally come to their senses and realized that I am the only cat they need.

However, at about 2:00 a.m. they went back out and returned with my sister, and now she smelled funny like that bad scary place where they poke and prod kitties for no reason at all. I had to hiss and growl at her so she would know to take her bad scary smell away from me! And now she's acting like she owns the place again. I may have to unleash my Grumbly Powers of Destruction (TM) on her.