March 15 at Rachel's

I'm at Rachel's, but I don't want to come out of my cage. I didn't mind the ride home (and she stopped and picked up a bag of WHISKAS, my favorite food!), but there was a smelly orange male cat on her porch that she fed, and now I'm inside her house. She put my blanket on her bed, and poured some dried food into a dish, but I'm staying put. -- Mia