Shh.. don't tell the lady, but I'm really a boy. She keeps calling me 'Good Girl', I wouldn't want to make her mad at me! There's a chance I might come back here next week, after something called a 'vet-visit' at the Humane Society. The boss looked me over again with the puppy on hand, and my attitude was entirely different. Instead of freaking out, I just boxed the puppy's ears once then let her lick me... I guess it wasn't all that bad, once I was out of the trap and able to defend myself, or run and hide.
The swelling on my nose was from that ugly cage - I battered myself pretty good in there. It's all better now, people seem to really like me, and I like everyone I meet! Five people have picked me up and they all seem to talk nice and pet me and scratch behind the ears just right.
I talk a lot - I'm a loud cat.. if you talk to me, I talk back! I got to run around in the office bathroom, and didn't even complain much when they brought out this 'cat carrier' thing (It was a lot nicer than the trap, a lot nicer!)
The man at the humane society took me in and will take care of me this weekend, and we'll see what happens! They said something about neutering and shots - what are they? And what is this LinuxFest thing these office humans are going to this weekend?
If I don't see you again, at least I know people are taking care of me! The humane society man is VERY NICE! (P.S. - There are even six separate 'cat play-rooms' at the shelter - and only a few cats in each one. Wow! There are cat trees and food dishes and toys.... )
How I got into all of this...