Feline Freedom League September 2015

First, I wish to say that I am so sorry to hear of the death of Agent Snickers. She will be missed and not just by her teammates. Her mother has been a good, loyal agent for many years now. I know that all agents will join me in mourning the loss of a good agent, such as Agent Snickers. There will be a moment of silence in her honor today at Sun Straight Up time. that is noon, in human terms for those of you who are keeping human time.

The medical report has come in on her, and I don’t believe she died because she refused to give away our secrets. It is the opinion of the Chief Vet that she was actually physically impaired to the point where she could no longer function as a viable agent. She had suffered a debilitating brain issue that kept her from functioning in the agile and lithe manner expected of a feline. Thus, we further believe that the humans were attempting to be kind in orchestrating her death in as painless a manner as possible.

We would like to learn more about this possibility, so please keep your eyes and ears sharp. However, we do not want any heroics. Do nothing to endanger yourselves or your positions. We have a freeze on hiring, as the budget will not allow us to replace any fallen agents. Agent Snickers will not be replaced immediately, if she is replaced at all. We feel that there are enough agents in her location to cover her duties. Please work that out amongst yourselves.

I have been forcibly medicated for several months now. I do not know what the medication is, but the female human grabs me just after she gets up every morning and forces this vile pellet down my throat. I try to not swallow it, but I often can’t help it. I generate a lot of spit in my efforts to get it out of me, but I just can’t. I do not get sleepy or anything and neither the female nor the male ask me any questions. I don’t feel that there is any purpose to this attack. The female also grabs me before she goes to sleep. She give me food after doing that to me, but I really wish that I knew why she forces that pellet on me.

On a more personal note, the itching at the base of my tail has all but gone away and the hair is growing back. I am not sure why I was itching in the first place or why it suddenly stopped, but I am grateful that I don’t itch any more.

I do hope that the pellet doesn’t cause me the harm that my daughter Snickers experienced. I cannot believe that she is gone. One should not outlive one’s children. It is a sad day that we have lost her. I did my best to raise her to be the best agent that a cat can be. I have always been proud of her. She is the only one of my kittens to keep in touch with me.

Michigan Humane Society: Somebody here needs you.

About pebblepup

I am not one who is comfortable talking about myself but here goes. I enjoy writing, family history, and reading. I decided to do this blog because I wanted to try something new. I decided to make it a weekly blog because I wasn't sure that I could keep up with a daily one, and monthly seemed like I was writing a magazine. I think I did ok with my choices. You'll notice that there are not a lot of graphics on my site. That's because there are graphics plastered everywhere on the Internet and those sites sometimes take forever to load. This blog is a place where you can kick back, relax and be ready to be amused. At least I hope I willbamuse you. This blog is on a variety of subjects from my ficitional cat agency, the FFL, which is monthly, to instructional blogs to editorials, which are my opinions only. I admit that I don't know everything and could be wrong -- I frequently am. Now, stop reading about me and read what I have to say!