I’m worried about Brother Henry. Oh, in case you are wondering, he’s not at The Bad Place due to his trying to get close to Mama Cat yesterday. That situation ended surprisingly peacefully with not so much as a hiss. Yes, I’m surprised too.
Anyway, despite his lack of Mama Cat related injuries, the Guardians put Brother Henry in the portable kitty jail this morning to take him to The Bad Place. It sounded like he was going to the regular Bad Place, not the specialty Bad Place where we received the bad news about My health. I heard the Guardians saying that Brother H was going to have his teeth cleaned. He was also going to have a fatty cyst removed from his tail. Even though it sounded like neither of those things was too serious, neither sounded like fun to Me, so I am worried about My High Priest.
I know the good people at The Bad Place will take care of Brother Henry, but I also know that even he gets scared when he has to go there. Hopefully, by the time you read this he will be back here in My Domain with shiny, white fangs of fury to show for his ordeal. In the meantime, I think I better see if the Guardians will give Me some chicken treats. I hear those help with stress…
So Sayeth Otis