The Buddy Purrkins Story: To Be Continued......

The Buddy Purrkins Story


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The Buddy Purrkins Story: Buddy Goes Somewhere Again

I'm hiding.  I am way way back in the back of the big closet on the very top shelf.  My human will never find me.  I hear my name being called but I'm not coming out!  It is dark and warm up here and I'm curled up on some soft sweaters.  A little nap would be just fine right now.  My human can just keep looking and calling for me.

OH NO!  My human has me.  I try to bite but I can't something won't let me open my mouth. I squirm and fight but I can't get away.  Where are you taking me?  And now I see it.....that dreaded iron cage.  I'm shoved in and the latch is shut.  I'm being taken somewhere in that noisy, rolling, rocky car. AGAIN!

The Buddy Purrkins Story: Buddy is Naughty

I want to go outside to play in the sunbeams and chase the birds that come to the feeder. I'm sitting by the back door crying to be let out but my human keeps saying, "No, Buddy."  Every time I try to bat at the danglely string by the window, my human picks me up and says, "No, Buddy."  I can walk now but not very well and sometimes I limp.  My front paws hurt all the time and I cry a lot.  I want my mother and my brothers and sisters but they are gone.  I am all alone. 

I have problems too.  I refuse to use the litter box.  The grit gets in my sore paws and I can't scratch and dig. I found a better place.  There are piles of laundry on the floor and it is nice and soft on top of all those clothes.  My human gets very angry with me when I choose the laundry pile instead of my litter box.  The carpet is pretty soft too, maybe that is a better option. My hind leg is sore from being spanked. Now when my human picks me up I bite. Often I get a swat on my nose for biting but I'm not going to stop. 

I still like to explore.  Today I was able to get up on the kitchen counter.  There are good smells up there and strange things to look at, and sometimes papers will float down to the floor.  When the papers are on the floor I can run and slide and make the papers fly again. Until my human says, "No, Buddy."  I just can't have any fun anymore.

The Buddy Purrkins Story: Buddy Goes Home

I'm home.  My mother is very glad to see me.  She is licking me all over.  I must be very dirty.

My brothers and sisters do not come to see me.  Where are they?  I don't remember much about coming home.  I know I was put back in that horrible iron cage and the car rolled back and forth but I just couldn't keep my eyes open.  And now I'm home but I'm too tired to explore.  I need to go back to sleep.

I'm shaking and shivering and sore and mad.  My human comes and tries to coax me to eat and drink but I'm not hungry.  I hiss at my human. LEAVE ME ALONE!  My human goes away but comes back with a bottle and swaddles me in a blanket.  Bad tasting stuff is put in my mouth.  I fight and hiss some more but I can't get away.  Soon my eyes start to close and I go back to sleep.

The next day my human is back with more of that bad tasting liquid. After awhile I'm sleepy again and my human starts to take the bandages off my paws. I cry and squirm and try to get away. BUT I CAN'T.

It seems like I've been sleeping for days.  I'm hungry and thirsty. I feel a little better.  I'm going to find my food dish.  I get up and fall over.  The pain is intense.  I start to cry.  Where is my mother?  I need her to take care of me.