Last night was horrible!

Before I had the chance to finish my dinner last night I noticed the door shut on me locking me in. I was trapped in the tiny room that has my food, water, and litter box. Just like the times when I peed on the bed, only this time I didn't do anything wrong!

Mommy came in only once, carrying with her that large cage that smells like a dog lived in it. She tried to put my litter box in there, or my food and water bowls, but after a while she just set my blanket in there and left the cage door open. Was she trying to lock me up into an even smaller space?! I didn't do anything bad!

After a kiss goodnight she shut the door again and didn't even peek in until this morning. I couldn't understand why I had been locked away from the warm bed and my newly favorite warm spot under the blankets with mommy. What did I do to deserve this?

Through the night I saw the crack at the bottom edge of the door, I could peek through and see that the bedroom was dark and mommy and daddy slept in the nice warm bed. I thought it would be my perfect chance to somehow escape this room. Now, I've never tried to escape before because I accepted it as punishment, but this was not necessary!

The crack under the door allowed me to stick one paw under it, but it was too small for me to squeeze through. I guess I've grown quite a bit. I noticed that another animal had suffered my fate in this room before me, I saw scratch marks at the bottom edge of the door. Perhaps that animal broke free too! Maybe if I worked at it enough I could scratch the door open! I scraped and scraped but I noticed that my claws were not coming out to scratch anymore! Maybe the glue has kept them stuck inside my paw. I wasn't going to give up, I kept scratching with my clawless paws all through the night until I somehow fell asleep without realizing it.

Mommy opened the door this morning and found evidence of my handiwork. It wasn't the scratch marks left on the door, I didn't do that, but she noticed little red spots that left a trail on the tile all the way to where I was sleeping. I don't know why she panicked so much, she looked at my paws and that's when I realized that the red spots were blood droplets that came from my perfect pads! Oh no! My paws were blistered and cut! I mutilated myself just as Dr. Emily said! I still feel horrible. I really don't know how I allowed it to happen!

Mommy pulled the blue collar from the drawer and I knew right away where we were headed. Mommy was going to show Dr. Emily what I did to myself. Could she understand that it wasn't done on purpose? I'm not a crazy girl, I love my paws, really!

Mommy left me inside the small room with Dr. Emily after telling her everything that happened. Dr. Emily put some brown medicine on my sores, I admit I cried, but I didn't even notice how much it hurt until after the sting went away. I expected some sort of violation next but to my surprise nothing happened! Before I knew it, mommy was called back into the room with Dr. Emily and she carried with her a fresh bag of brand new food for me! I was so happy because for once my visit here was not horrible, and I actually felt better after Dr. Emily held me. I'm really beginning to like this lady.

"Don't let her jump down from high places, we won't need to close up any wounds because it was only her sores that caused any bleeding. I guess she just didn't want to be away from you. You can let her go where she is happiest, as long as she doesn't have to jump down onto hard surfaces and reopen her wounds. Cyan is healing just fine otherwise." Dr. Emily kissed my head before handing me back to mommy. I responded with a purr, mommy likes when I do that, so that's how I let her know I was happy.

My sore pads hurt all day, but not nearly as much as being forced into a tiny room away from the place I spend my most favorite moment of the day. Sleeping in the bed with mommy makes everything right again, and that's just what I'll do tonight.