Dear Ody

[a1mamacat]

I read in my digest that you have been feeling poorly.

Aunt Saucy is sending you lots of love and getting better wishes.

Is “that man” treating you right?

[Beebs52]

Ody! Be well

[Ody]

Thank you for thinking about me, Aunt Saucy.

I started throwing up all of my food last Sunday. I'm pretty sure LB was trying to poison me. I did my best job of moping around and looking like I was feeling really bad, which I was, and all that got me was a trip to The Bad Place where they keep all of those scary doggies and the ladies like to poke and prod and stick things in you. The head lady told LB that I was full of poop, and LB said, "I know, but what's wrong with him?" She even told LB I'm an "old man." I am NOT old!!! They gave LB pills which I'm pretty sure he was supposed to take, but instead he tried shoving them in my mouth, which I wouldn't let him do. Even worse, they gave him this yucky tasting liquid that he shot in my mouth with this water gun. Most of it wound up in my fur, and IT'S STILL THERE!!! I also made sure to spit all of that up in front of him each time he assaulted me with it...

I pretty much just decided to stop eating after all of that. Even though I do like my Friskies, I turned my nose up at it because I just wasn't in the mood and I knew he'd just laced it with more of that poisonous medicine. LB punished me by sending me back down to The Bad Place, and this time HE LEFT ME THERE!!!! With the DOGGIES and the EVIL LADIES!!!! They did things to me that I can't even mention, but I did take a really big poop the next day. I still refused to eat any of that health food they tried to serve me. Then LB picked me up the next day and tried to get me to eat my regular food again. I've been eating again, but only when LB's not looking because I want him to think I'm still starving and feel bad for how he treated me.

I don't know what I did to deserve to be treated so badly, but I guess I'll live...

[a1mamacat]

Thank you for thinking about me, Aunt Saucy.

I started throwing up all of my food last Sunday. I'm pretty sure LB was trying to poison me. I did my best job of moping around and looking like I was feeling really bad, which I was, and all that got me was a trip to The Bad Place where they keep all of those scary doggies and the ladies like to poke and prod and stick things in you. The head lady told LB that I was full of poop, and LB said, "I know, but what's wrong with him?" She even told LB I'm an "old man." I am NOT old!!! They gave LB pills which I'm pretty sure he was supposed to take, but instead he tried shoving them in my mouth, which I wouldn't let him do. Even worse, they gave him this yucky tasting liquid that he shot in my mouth with this water gun. Most of it wound up in my fur, and IT'S STILL THERE!!! I also made sure to spit all of that up in front of him each time he assaulted me with it...

I pretty much just decided to stop eating after all of that. Even though I do like my Friskies, I turned my nose up at it because I just wasn't in the mood and I knew he'd just laced it with more of that poisonous medicine. LB punished me by sending me back down to The Bad Place, and this time HE LEFT ME THERE!!!! With the DOGGIES and the EVIL LADIES!!!! They did things to me that I can't even mention, but I did take a really big poop the next day. I still refused to eat any of that health food they tried to serve me. Then LB picked me up the next day and tried to get me to eat my regular food again. I've been eating again, but only when LB's not looking because I want him to think I'm still starving and feel bad for how he treated me.

I don't know what I did to deserve to be treated so badly, but I guess I'll live...

Oh sweet boy, I am so sorry you went through that. I think you are right to feel abused, but LB was being very selfish about wanting you to stick around, so you need to be the bigger cat, and forgive him. We all love you but I think LB loves you the most.