Boodie’s Birthday Party
And she’s the laziest cat I’ve ever met. Not to mention the fact that she’s not very bright.
Boodie wound up at the Amanda Foundation because she and her sister were left abandoned in a box at the parking lot of a vet clinic. Usually the Amanda Foundation only rescues animals from the pound, but the vet happened to be one they used a lot, so they got stuck with Boodie and the other cat. They both cringed and hissed at everyone who came near them. They did like to play, though. Boodie still likes to play.
Of course nobody wanted to adopt a cringing, hissing kitty. So my human offered to take her home to “socialize” her. (The other cat, amazingly enough, did get adopted eventually.) I think the Amanda Foundation called for Boodie once and then my human never heard from them again. You might say Boodie is the cat that no one wanted.
Of course, there was a downside (there always is around here): she had to wear a birthday hat.
That didn’t last very long since Boodie really hates anything sitting on her head. She couldn’t wait to get her paws on her birthday gift.
Naturally Binga wanted in. She got a little rough with the toy, though, so my human decided to make her wear the birthday hat.
But just when I thought I was off the hook, my human pulls out this weird, puffy thing. I thought it was edible, but it wasn’t.
Ugh! It was yet another one of those clown collars. Once again, my afternoon was ruined.
Don’t humans realize we cats hate this kind of humiliation? We are fierce creatures with weapons already built in! My human is lucky I choose not to use mine.