The Big Lady, I'm pretty sure she's my Mom, took me to this place today to meet a nice guy with no hair. He told me how pretty I am and even though he stuck something in my leg that hurt, I liked him. I got some kind of test and I passed it. Mom (I'm going to call her that, okay?) says it means I can stay and when the Big Kitty feels better I can play with him. Since I can't play with him today, I got a box to play with. It's wicked fun, and I can bite it!