Whinging Wednesday...

Well it's about time I had a good whinge after the treatment I've been putting up with recently... Honestly who asked my permission to take me to the VET's?! Did I say I wanted the badman to stick a needle in me?! I was feeling purrfectly well until I got that done to me and then you go on about my sulking for 36 hrs and even refusing to eat. What did you expect? You had me tortured and then expect me to be convinced that you haven't also poisoned all my food... You must think I'm daft! Oh no not me, I waited to see if those Abys got sick off the food before agreeing to eat again. Plus reaping the benifits of making you worry enough about me and my reaction to make sure I got my paws on some pretty good treat too! ;) Now if you don't mind I think I'll go sleep on your bed for the rest of the day, after all I don't want you to think you're forgiven as yet as there might be some more treats laying around that I might like later on today... :)