Feline Freedom League November Report

There was no time to notify anyone. We were alarmed when the humans began packing things up. We didn’t know exactly what to expect, but the last time that this happened we were caged then released in a new location. I fear that this is happening again. This is not good. They brought in strangers to help move things out and then we were caged. They split us up. Agent Storm was with Agent Probie, Agent Smudge, and me. I do not know how things went with Agents Luna, Snickers, and Cuddlebug or the canines. We were freed in the box on wheels. I didn’t know where we were going; I only know that we were not caged for the trip. It took a long time. This new place is interesting. There is the hint of salt in the air and we can look through the stiff stuff and see strange plants and birds. There are lizards. I will report more later.

We were moved. It was fast. We had no time to warn anyone, so please find a way to let Agent Alistair know of our removal. Agent Smudge was sick on the trip. I wish to lodge a complaint about that. He threw up on me. It was disgusting. I realize that the trip took forever, and he likely couldn’t help throwing up, but he could have thrown up on the floor of the box or anywhere else but on me. He chose to throw up on me deliberately. I will be sending the form 79J238 as soon as I find them. We had to pack in a hurry, as well as in secret.

This new place is interesting. I think I would like to try lizard, but the humans wouldn’t let me try to catch the one that got in this place. It’s a good place. I can smell water in the air as well as salt. The trees outside are mostly sticks with tufts of green on top. The younger female called them palm trees. She asked me if I liked Florida. Is that some kind of food? I hope so. We might get some.

I did not deliberately throw up on Agent Probie. I couldn’t help being sick. I had no control over where I was sick either. It just came on me suddenly while I was trying to cross over Agent Probie to see out the window of the box. There is no reason for Agent Probie to lodge a formal complaint. It was an accident that he was in the line of fire, so to speak. I don’t like these boxes. They make me feel sick. I don’t think Florida is food. I think it’s a place and I think we are in it. It’s warm. It’s salty. It’s damp. There are lizards. The canines are still with us. I don’t believe that it’s an improvement over where we were. I will look into this location and report further in my next report.

Michigan Humane Society: Somebody here needs you.

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