I was tortured!

What is this I hear?????
Mine Mummy takes up the tewephonewinging thing and calls the V-E-T and I hear mine name mentioned over the tewephonewinging thing!Have you ever seen DEATH?
As in death in the form of a hissing biting eating your head off kitteh.Mummyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!
This PTU is small, and I cannot move awound, and it weeks of That Thing's smell.Here am me at the V-E-T's couch at the waiting awea, wooking wike a nice peaceful kitteh, not giving them any hints that a hissing gwowwing scweaming kitteh is going to descend upon them in a while.

The V-E-T's assistants even said how good I was to sit there without moving when mine Mummy tells me not to move, and to walk over to the weighing scale and stand on the weighing scale while they take mine weight.
I onwy did that because mine Mummy tells me so.
When the V-E-T wifts one hand to touch me, she'll see mine powers.And see mine powers they did.
The V-E-T called mine name and mine Mummy cawwied me into the woom and once mine Mummy putted me onto the cold table of steel, and the V-E-T attempted to pet me, all hell bwoke woose.

I HISSED and gwowled and SCWEAMED.
Yes. I SCWEAMED so much 2 other assistants wan into the woom to see if the V-E-T was being killed.
And do you know what the V-E-T did?
She touched me all over! Bwegh!
And then she stabbed me on mine bee-hind!
And then she told mine Mummy that I've gwown heavier than wast year!
How wude! To discuss about mine weight!
And mine Mummy told the V-E-T that pwobabwy it's because I was such a helpful kitteh in finishing up That Thing's food. I wonder why the V-E-T cannot understand how important it was to be a helpful kitteh.

See, I'm suffocating in here! Wet me out!!!Oh...we're going home?
It's alwight then. I'm not suffocating.
Why hasn't the LRT awwive yet? I want to go home quick!