Well, my pet people came back. But something is up. They are not themselves.
What's worse, they seem to be enslaved to some other pet people. They are now living in a different house down in the basement, and have to come in and out the back door!
I think it's that nice Mr Dave. Now I had always assumed Mr Dave was someone else's pet person, but apparently I was wrong. Maybe my theory of him being half cat may explain why they are keeping my people as pets.
My Pets! HE'S KEEPING MY PETS! Yes, I know one is old & grouchy, but he's still *MY* old & grouchy pet, darn it!
Anyway, I hung out out at Mr Dave's for a while, but this is just t00 weird. I'm not really into sharing pets! My people are going to have to decide if they are going to be Mr Dave's pets or mine. The vet bills on the one are starting to add up, so maybe it's a mixed blessing. (The old one had to make an after hours trip to the emergency vet last week)
So it's back to the secret fiat door bachelor pad for now! Luckily it's not that far, and Mr Dave's house is in the same neighborhood as Princess and her pet people. So I'm here anyway when I prowl.
People! I may decide to get something easier to take care of and more loyal, like a dog!
L8tr dude
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Leo, you lie like a rug and hid under your pet's bed. - Luke the Cat (blog info to follow in later post)
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