A Cagey Smitty

The Smitty really knew something was up when The Misters broke out the intergalactic transport device (cat carrier) and stuffed The Smitty inside!

This trip was not yet the big move but it was The Smitty’s first trip to the Vet (to be vetted).

Docile and silent on the long, 4-minute trip, once freed, The Smitty explored the examining room while The Misters were quizzed on their knowledge of The Smee’s provenance.

[Our legal team advises us not to include any sensitive personal information about The Smitty’s origins lest those humble beginnings be inundated with tourists, paparazzi, devotees, adepts, hangers-on, hot dog venders and the like.]

The Smitty’s birth shall remain an enigma inside a conundrum, wrapped in a blanket.

Mister-ioso

The Smitty is suspectifying something is up i’ the hood!

As the environs deplete themselves of The Misters’ personal effects, the mysterious evaporation of smells continues at a dizzying pace for The Smee.

Imagine a roller coaster ride that begins with all your favorite smells and then you drop away smell by smell until you suspect you may lose your own smell.

And thus become a mystery to yourself!