Jasmijn’s diary, september 25th

Oh, hey person I’ve seen before! Nice to meet you? Prrt prrt prrt, pet me! Hey, why are you putting me in a carrying basket? I don’t like that! Brr, it’s cold here, where are the walls?

What’s this smelly thing we’re going into. Oh no, it’s moving and shaking, I can’t stand up straight, HALP!!

<Jasmijn panicks, meows loudly, squeaks and just plain doesn’t know what the heck is going on. I’ve apologized to her a thousand times, but it didn’t really help… Poor kitty>