A kitten discovers her new family expects her to sleep in the laundry at night. -- Anon Guest
Fun day! New smells. New foods. Lots of play. Lots of pets.
Then the humans, the feedme's, did something strange. The smaller ones went away first, then the big ones took her into a bare, cold room, put her down, and left. And they shut the door. And they had turned out the light.
There were crunchy-noms. And good water. And a soft thing. And the tray for nasties. But it was cold. And lonely. And unfriendly.
"Hey?" she called. "Hey?" Maybe the feedme's forgot about her. Maybe they left her inside this space by accident.
She didn't understand. She'd been a good kitty. The feedme's had said so. So... why this?
"HEEEEEEEY!" She tried scratching at the door. She knew it opened, but could not work out how the feedme's did it.
Damn their opposable thumbs and their being huge!
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! I DESERVE A TRIAL! I WANT A LAWYER! THIS IS A CLEAR BREACH OF CONTRACT! DO YOU HEAR ME? HEY! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEY! GET ME OUTTA HERE! THIS IS UNJUST PUNISHMENT! HABEUS CORPUS! JURISPRUDENCE! ATTICA! ATTICA!"
Meanwhile, in the master bedroom...
"Kitten's kicking up a stink."
"We need to do this for a week so that she knows this is home. That's what the people at the pet shop said. She can get her scent all over the litter tray and get used to how everything smells."
"I still feel guilty, though. She's not happy."
"She'll forgive us when she's out. It'll be fine."
"I'm still giving her extra treats, first thing."