My new... boxing gloves?

I woke up from a very strange dream just to find that the yellow sticky cloth was still wrapped around my front legs. Ok, so maybe it wasn't just a dream after all. It was still dark outside but I had a horrible pressure on my bladder and had to pee. The main problem I had is I could not stand up with these things on my legs! I struggled for a while but I couldn't even bend them to push myself up! I had no choice but to find a spot to relieve myself, close by! I remember my first night here, I already soiled this blanket so I figured I'll just go to that same spot so I don't stain anything else. I really didn't want to pee on the blanket, I remember how mad daddy got. But both mommy and daddy were so deeply sleeping that I couldn't get them to wake up and take me to my litter box, and I just couldn't move with these heavy yellow bands on my legs!

I peed. And the same thing happened again. Daddy woke up yelling, mommy picked me up and took me to my litter box. Daddy took his clothes off and bathed and put new clothes on after mommy pulled out a new blanket. Same thing as before. Why is it they are wide awake now? They wouldn't budge when I tried to wake them up gently. Mommy says she doesn't blame me, she is not mad at me this time. Good, at least someone understands my suffering! She must know I really didn't want to mess up their bed - our bed - like that.

Something was different about the litter box. Instead of the sandy litter that is normally in there, mommy poured some paper shreds in it instead. It didn't smell like anything that was meant to collect whatever I put in there. Mommy took off the lid of the litter box so that I could get in and out easier. I was very glad she did that but I still don't see how this paper is supposed to work. "Dr. Emily says no clay based litter for you Cyan. You pee here now ok? Is that softer for you now? Do you like it?" LIKE it? I don't even know what it is for, but I guess I can try it. If mommy is trying so hard to make things easier for me then I will accept it and do my best to make use of it.

I ate a ton of food today. Mommy poured my favorite "Friskies" wet food "chicken and giblets" flavor today. I haven't had such delicious food for a while. Mommy's been pretty strict about monitoring my "wet food" and "dry food" balance lately. I feel like such a paper weight today. I haven't been able to stand up on my own at all. Mommy's been assisting me to the food bowl, the litter box, and the bed, ever since she came home from work. I find it funny that I had to spend the whole day locked up in the bathroom so I could keep close to the food, water, or litter box, with a blanket to keep me comfortable as much as it could. She really didn't have to shut the door though since I clearly could not move on my own.

It was nice to finally be brought out into the living room to sit with mommy and daddy. Daddy kept making jokes about my new "boxing gloves", saying I look tough, I look like a fighter. How could these yellow bandages make me look tough? I feel so stupid with them on! And, to make matters worse, mommy joined in on the fun and took a photo of me with them on. Way to add insult to injury! Mommy insisted I post the photo today. Please don't laugh, it's embarrassing enough.



I can't understand why, but they laugh at this photo so much. I think I'm too tired and weak to care about anything but sleep. Lets hope these "boxing gloves" are gone by morning.