Читать книгу Dougal's Diary - David Greagg - Страница 40

Today was the worst day yet. They took me out of my cage in the morning and carried me into a really horrible room with a big shiny table. I was very scared, because the room absolutely reeked of fear. It was almost solid, and I struggled. But one of the humans sang to me and somebody put something sharp into me. I struggled some more but fell asleep. When I woke up I felt groggy all over, as if I'd been hit by a brick.

They've done something to me down near my tail. At first it just felt woozy but it started to hurt after a while. And they've put funny thread into my fur. I suppose it's because they've cut me and they have to hold the wound together. As I got more awake they put me back with the others. No one wants to talk about it, but apparently everyone has it done to them here. I calmed down a bit because one of the cats said it would stop hurting tomorrow. I believed him, because he showed me his scar there and it was all healed up. It's worse for the girls. One of them rolled onto her side and showed me her belly. They really have cut into her and she looks very sore.

Two more cats got picked today. A lot of humans came through, but a lot of them didn't even look at me. I don't know what I'm doing wrong but I must be doing something they don't like. hit by a brick.