I'm in jail!
Still, it could be worse. This time I am at a different kitty jail from the one I have been to before. Last time my mum wasn't very happy with them because she felt their new staff weren't as caring and they didn't groom me properly even though she was paying them extra for grooming.
So she looked around for a different kitty jail and she found out that the Cat Sanctuary where Hattie and I were adopted from in 2003 has now opened a boarding section next door so that their former adoptees can come back for holidays.
My humans dropped me off this morning. Not without some difficulty. I saw the Evil Cat Carrier coming out and I managed to escape out of the back door and hid in the garden behind some bushes and my humans had to spend some time looking for me. When they found me I was covered in grass seeds so then I had to been groomed again before being stuffed in the Evil Cat Carrier. Then we got stuck in a big traffic jam trying to get to the kitty jail and it was all a bit hot and stressful.
The kitty jail seems nicer than the other one I went to before. They have pretty flowers. When I checked in, the girl said "Who is this?" and my mum said "Fat Eric", and she said "Not Fat Eric who has a website???" I'M SO FAMOUS!!! It's true! Actually it's because the cat sanctuary adoption part has stories on its website about their adoptees and how they are getting on, and I am mentioned on there.
I think they must have known a celebrity was coming to stay because they had saved me one of the nicest cells with a garden view. I took my Gizzy Quilt and my Scratchy Mouse and my other stuff but they had already provided a cosy fleece and some nice toys and they knew about my diabetic diet and everything. It's not so bad, as jails go.
My humans are going to Oslo tomorrow, then Bergen. I get rescued from kitty jail on August 6th so I'll see my blogging friends then. I'll probably be exhausted by then, signing pawtographs for my adoring fans here.
See you later!