Field Trip from the Abyss [AKA Class Presentation with Cat]

You won't believe the nightmare I was just put through.  Seriously.  See, I'm a cat.  I have lovely catlike days.  I snuggle my person in the morning.  I play with my brothers and sisters during the day when we're not sound asleep.  I sometimes let my person mommy snuggle me if I'm desperate enough for attention.  Things are pretty quiet around here.  Occasionally, there's a kerfluffle between a dog and a cat or two cats, but it's fine.  I know how the world works.

But recently, my person mommy stuck me in this nasty plastic box that smelled like other animals.  It was cramped and uncomfortable.  Then I was stuck in this box on wheels that moved really fast.  It made me kind of sick, especially the glimpses I got of other big boxes on wheels moving by just as fast.  My person mommy didn't even do anything when I called out to get out of the plastic box.  I think they call it "driving in a car," but I could be wrong.  It's horrible.  I don't see why ANYONE would want to do this EVER.

Then, my person mommy took me inside this big building that smelled like kids and kind of like food.  But nobody shared with me.  I was taken into a big room of other people who were not my people.  Little people who wanted to touch me and hold me.  But they are NOT MY PEOPLE.  The only good thing about the whole thing was my person was there.  She held me the whole time.  I think she was talking about me because she kept saying my name.  So after my person finished talking about me to all these kids sitting around her, then she hauled me around.  All these kids kept putting their person cooties on me that I knew I'd have to wash off.  They put me in that dreadful plastic box and THEN they brought out the yummy smelling food I'm pretty sure were cupcakes.  With milk in the icing.  AND THEY DIDN'T SHARE.  What are people thinking?

And just to add insult to injury, I was dragged back into the car thing and hauled through that loud, smelly horror of driving home all over again, and my person didn't even come home with me.  What were they THINKING?  I spent the rest of the day napping, washing off cooties, and dreaming of cupcakes.