People and fur people who are Disciples of The Leader Otis,
Over the past week and a half, I have been trying to get The Brothers to tell me what happened to them at their annual Bad Place check-up. They both seemed a little shaken up when they came home, especially Brother Oliver. Brother Henry has been very forthcoming about his experience, although his memory seems to be a bit foggy about parts of the experience. Brother Henry said that the first thing he remembers is being placed in the portable kitty jail by The Guardians.
Brother Henry said that he felt a little nervous when he was confined, but got over it pretty quickly. The next thing he remembers is that he was placed on a high counter and two friendly people began to look closely at him. He got the feeling they were nice, but he admitted he was still a little nervous.
Brother Henry said that he cannot remember most of what happened on that table, but he does remember sitting there for a long time while one of The Bad Place people took notes. He said he got a little impatient and ended up giving her a look that was meant to say, “Are you done yet?”
Brother Henry said that they were not done yet. He remembers getting a couple shots before he was returned to the portable kitty jail. All in all though, he says the experience was not the worst he has ever had at The Bad Place. It was certainly nothing compared to the time he came back from The Bad Place with most of his teeth missing.
Brother Oliver seems to have had a much more difficult time with his visit to The Bad Place. At first he would not even acknowledge that he had been to the bad place, but when I offered him half my snacks if he would tell me the story, he tightly closed his eyes and tried to remember. He said, “Hmmmm… oh yes, Thomas! I’m starting to remember! I remember being closed in one of the portable kitty jails just as Brother Henry described! I too was nervous at first, but got over it quickly.” Brother Henry, who was sitting near me, muttered, “Got over it my tail! He was panting like cat that had just completed the Bird Slayer event in the Catlympics!”
Oblivious to Brother Henry’s comment, Brother Oliver continued, “Wait… I kind of remember being set on the counter that Brother Henry mentioned. I think The Bad Place people were looking at my teeth! I was afraid that they were going to take my teeth like they did Brother Henry’s, which would have made no sense because my teeth don’t hurt!”
At this point, I was sitting on the edge of my seat. I too had lost a tooth at The Bad Place! I could not wait to hear what happened next. I said, “Brother Oliver! Did They? Did they take your teeth?” Brother Oliver said, “Everything is so foggy… I’m having difficulty remembering exactly what happened. Wait… Hmmmm… I remember feeling… something. A strange sensation that surprised and disturbed me.”
At this point, as if from out of nowhere, Brother Henry shouted, “Nooooooo! I remember now too! Why do they always do that?” Brother Oliver and I looked at each other and had simultaneous epiphanies. In unison we shouted, “TEMP-SHURE!”
After we all spent a few minutes clenching and cringing I said, “No wonder you guys were having so much trouble remembering! You are suffering Post Temp-shure Stress Disorder! I’m so sorry you guys!” I then offered one half of my snacks to each of The Brothers. I figured that, after what they had been through, they could use all the comfort they could get. Unfortunately, both of them refused the treats telling me they had lost their appetites. Truth be told, I had a little trouble eating the snacks myself.