I didn’t publish today. I was out making travel plans for kittens. They must hae ke for putting them through the worst time of their life. At the time of writing, they’re in a bus, running down south, headed for Port Harcourt and I am afraid that they won’t make it because Nigerians are very evil people. I fear that someone will take them away when the bus stops for them to relax their legs; take them and hurl them somewhere far like I wanted to when they were hurting me.
If me, who can take the time and his healing leg to do the run around for these cats, can threaten to leave them in the wild, how much more someone who has no connection with them, and hates their guts for being witches.
What if they shit or piss in the bag and cause physical discomfort? Or they escape because someone wants to clean them?
I am scared.
Very, very scared.
I say a little prayer when I think of it.
So many things have to go right for these cats to get to PH safely.
I sha have the money and can return it to him if all doesn’t go well.