I am worried about stuff. I'm not having problems, but everyone else is.
My internet cat friend, Ink, is having problems with her Mom. Her Mom keeps taking her to the hospital to find out why she meows. She is cat! Cats meow! Poor Ink has had shots and other very bad stuff happen to her at the hospital. Ink wants to run away but it is too hot. I want Ink to tell her Mom to get her one of those little things people type to each other. I found one in the drawer, it is called a cellphone. If Ink had one too, me and her could type to each other and have things called text messages and we could plan things to outsmart our Moms.
I am worried about the big man because he still has little rocks in his belly called kidney stones and they will not go away. He is always whining about it and it bothers me. The doctor told him if the little rocks called kidney stones did not go away in a few days, the doctor would get them out. I thought the big man would be very happy that the doctor would get them out, but that only made him whine more. I am worried that big man is losing his mind.
I am worried about Mom too because she is trying to act like nothing is wrong, she is going away on airplanes and working so she can money to buy me cat treats, but her mouth still hurts with a dry socket. She is now very mad at the people doctor who only works your mouth called a dentist and she said when she sees him again, she is going to use his own drill on him. The big man has a drill, it is a loud toy that he hits the wall with. If Mom uses that on the people doctor that only works on your mouth called a dentist, he might not like that and he might get mad at Mom and give another dry socket. I am worried that Mom needs to stop being mad at the people doctor who only works on your mouth called a dentist.
It has been so hot at our house. The weathermen on TV scream all day long about how hot it is. It has been very hot for many days and weeks at our house. Those weathermen are not very smart, because if they were, they would just be like me and stay in the house when it is hot outside. Then they would be cool like me because I am a cool cat.
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Monkey, it's hot here too. I am finally feeling better today. Mommy let me outside for a little bit but I didn't want to stay long because it was so so hot. I like air conditioning, too. I agree with you. The weather people are idiots. Why they don't just stay inside is a mystery!
Oh, Monkey, I do like being outside! But I don't like to be outside alone. Mommy says that it's too hot for her to stay outside, so I just go in with her. She says that when it cools off she'll go outside with me. Monkey, will you come to my house and go outside with me? And show me how to catch things?
Monkey, I have a cell phone that I found in a drawer too. Can I text you? Ink, do you have one?
It's hot at our house too. I keep hiding in the basement where it is cool.
Ink, I would like to come to your house and help you catch things but Mom never lets me go anywhere.
Sammie, don't tell our Moms that we have cell phones because you remember we got in trouble when they caught us chatting on the internet.
Cats just don't have a chance.
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