Joni: The silly Food Lady thought I was sick.
Karen Jo: You hadn't been eating properly in over a month.
Joni: She came looking for me and I ran away from her and that didn't give her a clue that I wasn't sick.
Karen Jo: You were so still and you let me touch you.
Joni: You never heard of playing possum?
Karen Jo: I called the vet and made you an appointment for the next day (Thursday).
Joni: And where was I when you came looking for me?
Karen Jo: In a sort of tent I made with the sofa cushions up on some storage boxes.
Joni: And that didn't give you a clue?
Karen Jo: I had to be sure that you weren't sick by taking you to the vet.
Joni: She had to chase me all over my room and when she caught me I fought like crazy and got away twice and she still didn't get a clue. She put me in a PTU and packed me off to the vet. I told them a thing or two, until one of them stabbed me and I went to sleep. When I woke up I discovered that they had stolen some of my blood and my pee. And what did they find out after all that? I'm a strong, healthy MANCAT. That's right, I'm a mancat. So what are you going to do about that, silly Food Lady?
Karen Jo: I'm glad I took you in. Now I know for sure that you are a strong, healthy mancat with strange eating habits. I changed your name to Jonathan and I'm going to call you Jonny from now on.
Jonny: Good. At least you put my room back together after tearing it all apart trying to catch me.
Karen Jo: I would if you would stop running away from the camera.
Missy: I moved in with Jonny about a week ago. It gets me away from Oja and gives Jonny some company.
Karen Jo: You are one smart kitty, Missy. The vet even said that having Missy in his room might be good for Jonny. She could show him that it's safe to be out in the open and that I'm a nice lady.
Jonny: You are NOT a nice lady. I like having Missy around though. She's nice.