Understanding Peyton

Perhaps I was too harsh to forbid Peyton from blogging his complaints about his treatment. Yesterday I received some of the treatment that he often complains of receiving. It started a few days ago, when Mandy came in and put three items on the floor for us to check out. The first was new crunchies! The second was a box of breakfast and dinner items! And the third, meow, the third was a small box with our bug medicine. Mandy says it is a preventive measure so that we don’t acquire bugs on our skin. Every several weeks Mandy forces us to sit in her lap while she or Sam squish this cold liquid on the back of our heads. It’s awful treatment. I hate it.

So anyway, to get back to my story, yesterday morning, Mandy has Sam close the bathroom door after she served us crunchies, which immediately gave both Peyton and I a raised sense of alertness. We continued to eat our crunchies for a while, but eventually knew it was useless to ignore Mandy much longer. Peyton opted for the run-and-hide method by dashing to the closet. I tried the do-anything-to-get-out-of-here method. Neither worked. Mandy picked me up, only to discover that my back paw was covered in wet litter. I know that is gross, but I was fully planning on cleaning my paw myself. Well, Mandy doesn’t want me to walk on her carpet, so Sam starts working on cleaning my paw with a wet cloth. He did a horrific job, and still left some for me to clean myself. I fussed and cried and wiggled trying to break free, but it was of no use. Mandy was gentle, but she made me stay in her lap while Sam cleaned my paw and tried to put that cold liquid medicine on my neck. I eventually broke free, and Mandy picked me up again, so Sam could get the liquid on my neck. It was very cold, so I jumped free as soon as I felt the coldness on my neck. Eventually I was allowed to go free, and I ran as far away as I could! I sat in a dark corner, cleaning the paw that Sam totally messed up! Peyton was next turn, and I could hear his displeasure from my hiding spot.

When the awful treatment had ceased, Mandy tried to make up to us, by suddenly being sweet again. We did not fall for her tricks. However, when she broke out the treat bag to reward us for our good behavior while we took our medicine, I immediately forgave her for this oversight in her judgment. I almost didn’t say anything in the blog, but then I thought it would only be fair to acknowledge that Peyton might not be so off the mark in his complaints. However, Mandy does not take any pleasure from it. She was crushed when we wouldn’t forgive her, and so I did finally forgive her because she gave me treats. She then petted me and loved me. It was very sweet. Peyton would not forgive Mandy. He is very stubborn. I urged him to let it go, and when Mandy and left for the afternoon, he was soon remorse that he had not made up to Mandy.

When they returned home, Sam brought us more litter and crunchies, while Mandy brought in good Sunday dinners! Mandy said they finally found our good Sunday dinners again! I can’t wait for Sunday! MEOW!!! They must have hit a good cat sale, because we are set for a while now. I like to know that there is plenty of food in the house. I am careful to watch the magic cupboard to make sure we have food and now we are filled to the brim now! Next time I see a nasty squirrel, I will brag that my food is in far better supply than his food!

Well, I am off to watch the world through the front window. I do believe Mandy and Sam are going to work out there today.
Elway