Disciples of Otis,
Brother Oliver here. Despite the knowledge of His pending visit to The Bad Place, The Leader had a great night last night. He snuggled up with both of the Guardians on the couch, and for a little while He was talking like He might want to blog this morning when He got home from The Bad Place.
By the time the Guardians brought Him back from The Bad Place this morning though, blogging seemed to be the last thing on His mind. Even through the bars of the portable kitty jail, I could see right away that He had experienced a bit of a stressful morning.
I was worried at first, but then I heard the Guardians talking to each other. They were very excited that the people at The Bad Place had said Leader Otis is doing great. As they opened the door to the kitty jail, they told Leader Otis that He no longer needed to wear His weird collar, and that He no longer needed to be closed in a small room when they weren’t around. He didn’t seem to hear any of this. As He exited the jail, I decided to give Him a full cat scan to make sure He was OK.
As I scanned The Leader, He slowly made His way to the nearby couch and crawled underneath it. I completed My scan and verified that He seemed to be in one piece. I also noticed that He no longer had staples in His leg.
At that point, I decided that maybe Leader Otis just needed some alone time. I went off to see if there were any snacks in my bowl and I heard the Guardians leave to run some errands. I thought this was a good sign because The Leader was still under the couch. They really were serious that He no longer needed to be closed off when He was alone. I ran back into the living room to share this thought with The Leader, but He wasn’t interested in what I had to say.
I left The Leader and returned to my bowl. I snacked for several minutes and then went back to check on Him. When I looked under the couch though, Leader Otis was no longer there. I searched the house and finally found Him down in the basement. He was laying in the doorway to the room in which He had been sequestered. The gate was no longer there, and the blanket that used to be on top of the small bed was no longer there. The Leader looked at me and said, “Brother Oliver! Oh, good to see you. I think the Guardians forgot to bring Me down here before they left. I want to make sure that I heal properly though so I decided to come down here on My own. For some reason the gate is gone though, and have you seen My blanket?”
Finally The Leader had recovered enough from the stress of The Bad Place that He could hear what I was saying. I filled Him in on all that I had heard, and told Him that He was free to go wherever He wanted! I also told Him that the Guardians had left His blanket upstairs on the couch. It took a moment for all of the information to sink in, but when it did, Leader Otis headed off to the couch immediately. His leg is pretty weak right now, so it was a bit of a trek, but even though He was limping He seemed to be in much less pain.
Once He was on the couch, The Leader fell sound asleep. He looked more content than He had in a long, long time. From what the Guardians were saying, I know He still has several weeks of work to get His leg back in shape, but the hardest part for Him, sitting still, is now over.
So Sayeth Brother Oliver