My human took me on a therapy cat visit to the children’s hospital, and I had lots of fun! I spent most of the time in the lobby. There were loads of kids waiting for their exam visits. Although my human wanted me to wait and get permission from the patients and their parents, a couple of times, I immediately jumped on the couch to say hi. Well, they were already smiling at me, so why not?
A lot of the families spoke mainly Spanish, and my human’s language skills are improving. She is able to reply to a lot of their questions about me in either Spanish, or a form of Spanglish that they can understand. One parent noted how small I was and wondered if I was a kitten, and my human was able to tell her I’m four years old. Of course, all this small talk didn’t matter. It was more important for me to hang out with the children. This visit, there were a lot of kids using walkers. There was even a three-year-old with one — my human had never seen one that small.
Outside the lobby there is a play area, so my human and I went out there to visit with a trio of kids. They were thrilled to see me, and one tiny girl kept squealing. Loudly. Usually, loud kids don’t bother me, but unfortunately the pitch of this little girl’s voice really made me cringe! So I was only able to visit with her and the two boys for a short period of time. I felt kind of bad, but we kitties have really sensitive ears, and the girl was too young to understand.
Because of the hot weather, and because my human forgot to brush me before we left, she wound up with furry pants. We went to the restroom so she could run a lint roller over her clothes. But there were loads of kids and parents in there, so I spent lots of time visiting while my human messed around with the lint roller. I wonder if this sort of thing happens to celebrities when they go to the restroom?
We went to the exam rooms briefly, and there was one older boy lying on an exam table. He was blind, so my human brought me over so he could touch me. Normally, I snuggle with patients who are lying down, so it was a bit awkward to just be held. But I was good and let him put his hands on me and feel my soft fur. I also visited with a little boy, and when my human pulled out the Poloroid style camera to take a photo, the mother wanted to be in the picture too.
My last stop was in the rehab area. There was just one older girl doing exercises. As soon as she finished, we visited for a while. She said I looked like a little tiger. Can you believe it? Usually I’m told I look like a fox or maybe a squirrel. This is the first time I’ve been called a tiger! But you know what? I think it is kind of cool.
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