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Bastet comforts an abandoned kitten: 8
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O Great Bastet, I am sad and lonelyyyy!
First came the large boxes with wheels at one end and piles of clothes inside. Naturally I assumed they were welcome new cat-beds and took a nap in one. Then the lid of the box came down and I had to fight my way out. Luckily the lid went up a bit so I could squeeze out and run away. An embarrassing event connected with a tree ensued.
Next I was put in the cat-prison to which I objected as LOUD as I could because I thought we were going to the Evil Apecat Who Sticks Sharp Things in Me. No. We came to a place smelling very strongly of a lot of cats and, much worse, dogs.
After a battle I was put in a little house with a litter tray and food dishes downstairs. Upstairs was quite an acceptable small Den with a blanket and a lovely warm hard thing which was the best thing about the whole nightmare. Then they locked the door with Me inside!
I tried to scratch away the wire netting covering one side of the little house, to no avail. I started to sing and bewail my situation but I could smell that my Personal Apecat had gone away. I was all alone!
I went to sleep, hoping that the bad dream would go away but when I woke up, I was still in the little house-prison, along with smells of nasty poison everywhere.
