Kvetch Haven

Before more people misunderstood "KVETCH" as a person name, perhaps I should explain the meaning a little.
Kvetch actaully meant to complain and whine. This blog named "Kvetch Haven" so that I can complain a little, whine a little about life. Of course, this blog will not be solely on constant whinning and complain.

Midnite's Journal -- Part 3

whispered @ Friday, January 27, 2006 by stardusz

I got pretty impatient finding out what vet was and Fion left the house early in the morning leaving me in the cage. I wanted to call out to her not to leave me in the cage as I was feeling terrible but I was too weak to do so.

I tried hard to sleep but my blocked nose prevented me from resting well. My eyes teared a lot too.

Time passed by slowly. Soon I heard the opening of the door and Fion was back. I think it was still early as the light was not switched on.

I heard from the conversation between Fion and her daddy that she planned to bring me to vet today.

Fion put me in a bag and told me to be quiet. I listened to her and tried to be as quiet as possible. I was too weak to make noise.

Not long after, I reached a place that was pretty cold and I saw some other that looked like me but with different fur colour. There was also three giant ones too, however, their looks were somewhat different from me. Their nose were longer and were huge in size and with a large powerful tail that swinged from left to right then left again. I tried to swing my tail too but my tail only made Fion laughed.

"Midnite, owner of Midnite, it her turn," someone called for me and Fion and she picked me up and brought to a table in a room.

There were two strangers, a lady and a young man, wearing a weird coat in purple colour. They called me and I replied them with a weak meow. Then the lady used a tissue to clean my nose and I hated it when my nose was touched so I tried to use my paws to push her away.

The lady was talking to Fion while meddling with something at a cabinet behind the room to prepare something. The young man was holding on to me and it was uncomfortable and I tried to struggle free a few times.

Then something terrible begun to happened. The young man tightened his grip on my neck, making me breatheless and started screaming for Fion and the lady pumped something into my throat that almost choked me. So, this is vet, now I know.

We got out of the room pretty soon after that and Fion praised me for being such a brave kitten. She then let me play by myself on a bench while she collect my medication at the vet dispensary and my nightmare begins from here.

I got tired not long after I left the horrible place and doze off in the bag together with the blue towel that Fion bought me. When I woke up I was in my home already and Fion was looking at me with a grin in her face. Something was wrong with that smile. Fion then grabbed me over to her side and tried to pump something into my mouth. This startled me! Fion was the last person that I expected to do this to me. How could she be so cruel to me?

I managed to consumed all the food and medication after long struggle and I think I have scratched Fion many many times. The most irritating medication is the eyedrop. When Fion drop it into my eyes I immediately use my paw to rub my eyes hoping I can get it out of my eyes.

I got tired after the struggle and medication and fell asleep soon after that.

Me sleeping after the struggle:

I woke up the next morning with a great discomfort in my right eye, I have problem opening my right eye too. From Fion conversation with her brother and sister, I knew there was something wrong with my eye. They decided to stop dropping that eyedrop into my eyes.

My odd eye out: