The Scratching Post
November 2024

Hi Everyone!
This is Carlito (the one that goes outside and inside).

I don’t really know what I’m supposed to do here. But it doesn’t seem too hard. If those babies can do it, I can do it.

I need to vent and complain.

Well, it happened.
The lady brought me inside. I mean, like, INSIDE inside. Forever, she says. I’m officially a prisoner.

She even made me wait in a box for a long time to go see some guy she called a doctor (or a vet). I don’t know what these things are, but the man was nice. I didn’t like that he took my blood. But, I’ve been through worse. The place was noisy…more noisy than outside. There were lots of humans and dogs in the place. Then I was glad I was in that box!

What I don’t like is staying inside this house! It’s a prison. When she first wasn’t letting me back out, I wanted to go on a rampage and scratch everybody’s face up.

It’s getting a little better and easier now. It’s been a few weeks. But at first it was miserable! The outside is so much nicer…there’s so much more to do. The inside…at least it’s warm and cozy, I guess. There are some nice toys. All these other cats, though. They are so annoying. They get on my nerves so bad. They are such…inside cats (MOL).

I still would rather be outside.

The lady (she says she’s my Momma now) says I’m going to love being inside. I don’t know about that. She seems to think she knows everything about me. That’s impossible. I’m a mysterious and an aloof outside kitty. She knows nothing. But she’s nice. She says she loves me all the time. She wants to pet me and kiss me. I don’t know what is going on. I don’t know what to do. It feels nice, but it’s weird….nothing I’ve ever had before. So I’ll have to see how it goes for a bit longer before I know if I really like it or not. Sometimes it’s ok. Sometimes it’s not ok. It depends on my mood.

I’ll have to get back to you on this.

Til Next Time,
Carlito
(not the others this time)