Hi survivors! Just found this thread.
Both of us have been through difficult times.
Ophelia here. We have both had hay pokes but my first one was probably the most stressful for all of us. I think it happened just after Bianca had started popcorning, which was initially concerning for the hoomans but then a joy, but that's another story. They made a mistake by leaving Bianca at home when they took me to the only open vet, and I was given an injection as that was a painkiller that would work sooner. I screeched so loudly that you could hear it from the waiting room. Extra slave screeched even louder (but internally) at the bill.
Bianca here. I am causing my hoomans stress, first with cysts, now with an inoperable tumour. They don't know how long I'll live but all I know is that I'm no longer in pain and yummy painkiller is served alongside food. The slaves are finally giving us more! They say that they're spoiling us but that's nonsense, of course. I also like playing hide and seek tag beforehand, of course. It's good fun and we know that they wouldn't grab us. They just follow us around.
