I had an unexpected adventure today.  Mom came home from work a little bit early and, after giving me kisses, put me into the big carrier and in the car we went.  I don’t like the carrier or the car.  They make me think of the time I was moved from where I was living in the park, to the rescue center, and then back and forth to the doctor a bunch of times, and then that really long car ride when I came to my forever home.  It was a scary time, but life is great now that I have a real home and know that I am loved.  Mom took me to the doctor today because I needed to have my anal sacs expressed…whatever that means.  I cried all the way to the doctor and then in the waiting room, too, because I was scared.  The Vet Techs were nice and I was a very brave kitty, even though I didn’t like being there.  It only took a few minutes and then we were back in the car and home in no time.  Whew…..and I thought I was just going to have a nice lazy day of snoozing and watching the birdies from my favorite spot on the windowsill.
— Purrs, Brewster