Gracie here. We should have known something was up when all the carriers were out. Morgan’s been getting her leg wrapped every week so we thought nothing of it. Hah! It was about 7 a.m. when the peep enticed us with breakfast. Gus was first. Food went down, Gus went up and in the carrier before he knew what was going on. Sasha was next. Gus yelped but it was too late. Sasha was in the carrier.
Morgan doesn’t move fast with her bum leg so she was in a crate in a New York minute. I made the peep play cat and mouse for a bit but within five minutes we were all in carriers. What is this? A mass cat vaccination? Gus gets a little scared because he’s afraid he’s going back to the rescue. We wouldn’t let that happen.
She drove us someplace. It was dark. We sang the song of our people. Loudly. She turned up the radio. We turned up our volume. It was a nerve wracking ride all the way around.
We landed and one by one the carriers went into the house, then up the stairs to a room. It had big windows and cat beds and trees. Gus said it looked like a cat room at a rescue but there were no other cats. She locked us in! We are free range cats (at least in the house). How could she lock us in a room!
Just before noon, the noise started. People were coming in. Lots of people. It was scary. We all ducked into the cat beds and the closet but no one came in our room. This went on for hours, then it was quiet. Finally they opened the door.
We weren’t home. This didn’t smell like us. We scurried around trying to make it smell better. I hacked up a hairball just to make it feel like home. The peep rolled her eyes. We have been here all week. We all slept in one bed for a few nights — the peeps and us but we are more brave now. The windows are good and the furniture is the same. Maybe this will work. If it doesn’t we’ll let the peep know. There is light carpeting upstairs. He he.
Morgan update: She ditched the splint and has a soft bandage on. Two weeks of this and she should be good. She is walking more normal and it isn’t as bulky. She is such a good sport. I took some pictures as the vet techs were changing it but she wasn’t her usual cooperative self. They were all blurred.