James’ abentur

Got hurt. Thot it went away. Nope. Then it REALLY hurt. Scared Her Bring Food when she saw hole in my chest fur. Scared Taller Than Us too. Hoomans used lil’ box thing to call vet for murgensee.

Vet tell them clean up best you can; bring him in tomorrow. We clean real good, give him anti-somedings.

Smell really bad. I’s sorry bout that. Bruvvers, sister no want cuddle right now. Hurt my feelings.

So next day I go in bigger lil box an den in BIG box. BIG box run faster, faster. Oh! Dis mus be an abentur! Breeze in face inside lil box feel good. Lie down on soft thing an nap. Wake up. BIG box still running. Mus have short legs an not get very far.

Now at vet place. Have to sit an wait. Peeples talk, talk. Lie down on soft thing an nap.

More peeples. Man pulls me out of lil box, says We clean this up. Be right back. OW! Scrub as hard as Mama Rosa but not with tongue. Tek hooman take an put me back in lil box. Gives Her Bring Food tiny box, twice a day.

Now BIG box run back. Taller Than Us say we going home. What ‘home’ mean? Find out, I guess. Maybe where GingerFred, Pickles, Grey be. Lie down on soft thing an nap.

Oh! This what they mean, home. Yep. I got to have abentur,  bruvvers an sister dint have. I be special, den. Glad be home. Must nap. Tired.

James of The Kibble Kids

2 thoughts on “James’ abentur

  1. Randy says:

    This is a wonderful narrative!


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