A visit to the cutter

[Snow Cat]

Smokey sat in his cage. What are they going to do to me? He thought nervously. Finally, a twoleg came up to the cage with sharp tools. "No! Don't hurt me!" Smokey meowed to The Cutter. He carried him to a table. "What's that?" Smokey meowed out loud.

[Snow Cat]

Then the cutter injected a sharp needle into him. "Ow!" Smokey yowled. The needle stung him. After a few minutes the visit was over, and Smokey thought with a sigh of releif, Oh, that was'nt so bad.