Weird hat syndrome

I was just laying around on the porch  in the early morning and then the dude came in.  He closed the door behind him and put me in a box with a handle on top!  It did have a soft towel and some catnip in it, but I didn't like it at all.  He carried me inside this box to another box with round legs on it and after some time we got out but we were in a different place.  We have done this before, I have been to this place before, but this time was different.

 
I was there a long time.  They gave me food and I got some naps, but there was a lot of talk about "the surgeon".  I just do not think I can put all this in words, have a look for yourself:

Can you believe it?  They did something to make me really sleepy, and then when I woke up I had this weird hat on!  Because I cannot reach my food with this on I thought they were trying to kill me,  but then the guy who put me in the box gave me an even weirder hat:

It took me some time but I managed to kill this one with my feet, and then they put the other hat back on!  Now it is finally off, but all that time they were giving me this liquid to drink that they said was for Pain.  Still all this time and they don't know my name is HITCH!   And that stuff was weird, I felt good when I took that drink but then I could see these odd floating mice and I fell asleep.  Now they are done giving me that sutff and I feel much better.  I feel like I weigh less by my back feet or something and I don't get knocked over when I jump.  I had this odd weight pulling me around form the back and its gone now.  I'm guessing that is what the weird hat did.  I'm just glad I can go out now and it is warm out there.  

The great Escape

They didn't think I could do it, but I got out.  I like to hang out in the cellar because with the dirt floor it is like one giant toilet to dig in.  I found a box that sometimes has drills and wrenches in it and I jumped up on it.  It doesn't dig so I didnt poop on it.  From on top of it though, I can jump up to the window in the cellar, the really old window with the loose window panes.

Eventually I knocked one out and I fit right through!  Now I just ask someone to let me down in the cellar whenever I want to go outside.  I just meow and bang on the window when I want to come back in and they let me in.  I don't think they even realize I was outside.  Outside I pee on everything because I want all the other cats to smell my pee.

Now I'm concerned though because I think it's time for my visit to the "vet" as they keep saying.  It looks like a doctor to me but they always say "vet".  Hmm These guys seem nice but they are always sticking me with a needle or some kind of strange instrument.  It's very exhausting.

Chopping it off

The other day I got to go outside again.  There is this long string that follows me around now when I am outsde and I have to wear this thing that wraps around me.  I heard someone say it was a harness.  I had a horrible experience with the harness.  The other day, after putting it on the guy carried me into the bathroom and gave me some catnip.  That part was good.  Then after that he lifted me with this thing on and put me in a big vat of water and my feet were all wet!  I kept trying to climb out but the wall was slippery.  Then he dumped water all over me and rubbed me with this gooey stuff.  That stuff smells nice, and I was really clean afterwards, but  all that water was a nightmare!  It was a nightmare!  I had to lick myself for hours after that.

Anymeow, I'm talking about this dr visit.  I overheard them say the Dr was going to "chop it off" and I'm pretty sure they already did some kid of surgery down below.  I woke up from this deep sleep one time and there was definitely something missing, so now I am really worried.  What are they going to cut off next?

At least I have some new food they give me.  I'm really worried about this chopping.  What is happening, I'm a cat, I need these parts.  Oh wait a minute.... I think I smell some catnip.

I found a box

I love boxes.

Habit Forming

I have been away from my writing for some time now.  I apologize to everyone, I know my writing is very captivating  and habit forming.  I am very familiar with the feeling, espically as of late.  These people they have trapped me here and now they taunt me with birds and mice that are not real!  They think I am fooled by these shiny toys, but I am not.  I just like to play.  Lately though they have given me some really good catnip.  I think this is the good stuff like medical grade cat nip.  You just can't quit this stuff.

This stuff is amazing!  I hope the other cats don't find out about my supply, once news gets out they will all be here meowing at the door.  It's ok though; I can't let them in anyway.  Paws are not good for turning door knobs.  They're going to have to get some more snacks here.  I've got a big appetite ever since they got me this stuff.  It's so cool, I can even see through the walls sometimes now and I take more naps!

The house is still surrounded by that fluffy white stuff though, how disturbing.

The Invisible Intruder

  I jumped to the window bed and I looked all over the yard; I ran down and looked out the downstairs window, I ran to the back door and said a Meewoow, and finally I ran to the front door and someone let me on the porch.  Still I can't see the cat!

  I know there is a cat.  I keep looking at that white fuzzy stuff and I see the feet prints.  This intruder is on my turf, what if this cat comes in and pees near my food?  It must have tracked me by the smell of my turds.  I keep trying to bury them, but the ground inside here is hard and I can't dig into it to cover up my mess.  Sometimes I come back and they are just gone though so my digging must be working so of course I keep it up.  I'm scared of this crazy cat.  I keep running around and looking and it isn't even there, just foot prints.  I'm beginning to think it is invisible.  Can invisible cats walk through walls?  I dont' know what to do, but if this is my last blot post you know what happened?

No!  I did not pee on the laptop; I mean the invisible cat got to me.  This is exhausting.  I am going to sleep.

fuzzy white stuff

 There is always this cold air now on the porch and  it is not nice.   Once I saw a bottle smash out there from the ice!  The good thing is there is none of that fuzzy white stuff on the porch.  I walked in that the other day and it was deep and cold.  There is this one person here and she is really nice.  Like when I come in from the porch this guy likes to pick me up, and that is warm to get picked up after you come in form that frozen wind tunnel, but this other person lets me sleep on her lap.

 This other person though, I think she does not like the cold parts either.  The house is much warmer than the porch (I think it is some kind of magic) but she sits in this warm place and still she has blankets.  That is awesome because she lets me sit on the blankets.  The other people just let me sit on my chair or a big thing they sometimes put their feet on.

 This other person, she is nice to let me lay down on the blankets because they are warm.  Sometimes she even lets me go outside.  It is some other kind of magic she has that lets me go outside, but when I run too far I get stopped and when I hide in a bush she can pull me out.  It is nice to get outside, but that fuzzy white stuff really makes walking outside cold.  When my feet sink into it there is this hard clear stuff at the bottom that is really cold and slippery.  I did not see any mice either; I think they also do not like the white stuff that is all over the ground.  I have seen the smaller people they are like the kittens of people, and they squeeze the white stuff and then throw it.  I got hit once; it was not fun.