This is mom with our Secretary of Transportation.
Although a stinkie horsie, he is also our big brother. It is what it is.
His main job is transporting mom, for example when they are getting ready to jump.
But he is also there to cooperate with us. How is that? We will explain that.
Mom sometimes cheats on us with the barn cats. There are four of them, and we recently found this picture. WHO IS THIS!
But things can get much worse. On September 26, 2015, it was time for a new Full Moon and all anipals except snakies that were deported to Pole up North by us know that September Full Moon means…our purrthday! Okay, we’re 8 now and we got lots of food and a scratching post, but to say that it was a happy purrthday…no.
Why not? Mom had scheduled a VET APPOINTMENT for us on that day. Really, the nerve, the disrespectfulnessiticity!
It was sometime early in the morning and suddenly she entered the PM Office with two carriers.
We hid under the bed immediately.
But she closed the bedroom door and we had no chance to escape. So there I went: mom, no no noooooo….what have I done to deserve this?!
Mom, you beach, may all snakies return from Pole up North and eat you like lion eats zebra!
And there we were. Locked up in our own influential PM Office. We should have called the cops!
Mom placed us on the backseat of the car and made some more pictures of us before she fastened our seatbelts.
Then she drove us towards the vet’s office. She must be evil for getting us a vet appointment for our purrthday. Look at those eyes. Triple six to the 666th power.
At least, I got quite a few compliments from the vet. About my Baywatch posture and about my health all-over.
Turns out that Jaya was right all the time: I am officially obese! I have 20% overweight and I am on a diet now. Fortunately, my toothies were healthy.
But this is just plain sadism for my purrthday. How dare they! All of them!
Mom arranged this sadist purrthday vet appointment on the early morning of Monday the 21st of September. Then she left for work and we went in a meeting with all Cabinet members. After the meeting, we had a private session with our big brother. We told him about the vet appointment and we asked him if he could help us out. He said yes.
On Tuesday the 22nd, he threw mom off his back. That’s almost two weeks ago now and she has not been riding him since as she has a bruised tailbone. Recovery usually occurs within 2-6 weeks.
We thank you, dearest big brother, for punishing mom. She has to understand that karma is a beach. Just like she is. She deserved cruel and unusual punishment. Perfect job, big brother. Some things just can’t go unpunished. Thank you, we will never say again that you are stinkie.
At least, not today. Horsies stink. Fact, period. And mom, what goes around comes around. We hope you learnt from it. We are the powerful PMs leading Planet Purrth and serving all anipals except snakies. You should have known.