It was six years ago this month that we cats spent a few days at the Cat Hotel while our old house was being tented for termites. The three of us had a deluxe suite with a view.
At first I was really worried that I was being abandoned. I mean, it wasn’t my fault all those bugs got in the house!
But then I discovered this place was cool! My human came to visit every day and we were allowed to wander around periodically. There was a lot of stuff to explore!
Best of all was an area called the Enchanted Forest — it was a kitty’s dream come true!
The only one who was not happy was Binga. She was grouchy for the whole three days we were there. She spent her time either slapping Boodie or talking trash to the cat next door, who enjoyed taunting her. Binga was a very bad guest at the Cat Hotel.
She was totally missing out! I almost didn’t want to leave. I knew there was no Enchanted Forest back home.
By the way, my human spent more to put us up at the Cat Hotel than she and her boyfriend paid for the fleabag motel they stayed in!