I have never been so humiliated in all my life! I have just returned from a trip to Robinson's Animal Hospital. Do you know how they take a cat's temperature? I was poked, prodded, given a large shot, all because of Earl Grey and brother, No Good Grey!

Miss M. noticed I was limping this morning. No big deal, but when I refused food and my eyes may have rolled back in my head a little, I think it really scared her. She called Mr. K. and rushed me right over to that place that has that disinfectant smell and dog odor. No cat in their right mind would think of going there.

Miss M. thought I had been hit by a car, but as luck would have it, I had been in a fight with Earl Grey and No Good Grey and had a pretty nasty bite on my hind leg. It was so swollen, lying down hurt.

I tried to escape several times from the clutches of the vet tech. I jumped down from the table three times and hid behind Miss M.'s chair. They are going to take my temperature by putting what where? Do you mind! Of all the indignities I have ever sufferred, this one takes the Meow Mix!

I cannot wait until I am well enough to enjoy the new landscaping beds Mr. K designed just for me this week! All that mulch is mine, mine, mine! Of course, I was the official overseer of the whole project. I kept a sharp eye on the progress from my perch on the front porch rocking chair. All in all, it was an enjoyable experience for me.

Well, it's time for my nap! I have had quite an ordeal, but I am sure Miss M. will bake some chicken to help speed my recovery!

Lily