So, I was right about something being up. A couple of days after my last blog post, Mommy and Daddy put me in the cage and shipped me off to my grandparents, and then they disappeared. I was most displeased about being abandoned, but one good thing about my grandparents is that they treat me like an adult and let me do whatever I want. They left food on the kitchen counter everyday, which I happily helped myself to. They also let me run wild and free in their backyard. However, something terrible happened one day.
As I was coming into the house, the sliding door slammed shut on my tail, and I was in a lot of pain. When Mommy came home a few days later, she saw that my tailbone was protruding, and she took me to the vet. I had to have a tail amputation, and around three inches were cut off. Right now, I am recovering slowly back in my own home. I wear a double cone to prevent me from inflicting harm on myself. I am mostly tired, and I'm experiencing pain and itchiness in my tail. Every few hours, they shove a syringe into my mouth and inject nasty medicine under my tongue. I am still very feisty though, and I make it as difficult as possible for Mommy and Daddy to change my bandage. Wish me luck as I get better!
P.S. To all cat parents out there, please be careful with our tails! We might act all tough, but deep inside, we're only just furry felines.