Ronald Mcdonald, police, . . . .ATL

Hey! Sorry that its been a while since I last posted, but honestly this time, I've been really busy. I'll tell you why in a minute. But, anyways, this week I'm in Atlanta, Georgia. I gotta say, this place is great. In fact, this city is the reason why I haven't posted in a while. Okay, so let me tell you the story:

As soon as I made my way into this big city about a week ago, I felt soooo hungry. So, like a normal cat, I decided to go the the McDonald's. And I have to say, I don't think I'll ever go back. As soon as I got there, this is what my eyes feel upon:

Can you believe that? Its like they were expecting me to come! I definitely find this to be quite offensive. But, I was still hungry so I went in and ordered a Big Mac. I'm not to sure why, but everyone was looking at me like I was out of place or something like that. But, anyway, a guy by the name of Ronald McDonald came and talked to me. I felt a little uneasy about some stranger coming up to me and talking to me out of nowhere, but then he got to rubbing me under my chin. I'm not sure what exactly it is about clowns, but they're just weird people. But, anyway, little did I know that something big was about to go down. Suddenly, the "Burger King" stepped in. Ronald stopped scratching my chin. These guys looked like they were about to go at it. After a long period of staring at each other, Ronald pulled out his lightsaber. Almost immediately after, The King drew his lightsaber. I didn't know what to do. Everyone began screaming and running out of the building. And then, all at once, The King went after him. It was an incredible duel. During times The King had the upper hand, and at other times, Ronald had the upper hand. Eventually, it all wore down to Ronald coming out victorious. Here's a picture of them fighting:

But, at any rate, someone apparently called the cops, because I started hearing sirens and helicopters. Ronald took off towards a nearby patch of woods. I had no idea what to do, so I followed.
Cops were swarming all over the place, helicopters flew above in the sky. So much was going on at once that I didn't know what to do. I climbed a nearby tree. Little did I know that Ronald was actually in the very same tree trying to hide from the cops. He made the slightest movement, so I just went by reaction, and attacked him. He began screaming and struggling to get away until he fell out of the tree. As I watched from the tree, the cops surrounded him as soon as he hit the ground. He knew that he had lost, so he just lied there as they began telling him that "he had the right to remain silent......" and so on and so forth. Here's a picture I got of Ronald being hauled away by the cops:

It was quite frightening, I must say. Ronald wasn't very happy though, and neither were the cops. Here's a picture I got just before he left:

I have to say though, It was quite an experience. Although I am sad to say that The King didn't make it. Here's a picture I got of the aftermath:

So sad when that happens. Ronald isn't doing to good right now though. He was in the local newspaper yesterday morning. Here's one of the pictures they used:

And, the worst part of this whole story was that, I didn't have my collar on during all of this, and there happened to be a guy who worked at the local pound, that was there. Needless to say, I got sent to the pound. So, I did what I thought I knew best: I cried.

And, of course, that didn't help. I got so close to escaping though. Here's a picture of me at the pound:

It was terrible. Although, one good thing did come out of this: I made a new friend at the pound. His name was Charlie, and he had been there at the pound for about a week or so. Here's a picture I got of him:

Yeah, he was a cool cat. But, I got out the way any other cat would: I blew off the lock of the cage with my 38. Okay, maybe not all cats would do that, but that's what sets me apart from other cats. But, as soon as I made my escape, I did a little touring. Here's some pictures I got:


But, I started making my way out of town shortly afterward so that no one could catch me.
I'm not sure where I'm headed now, but, hopefully I won't get thrown in the pound. But I got Charlie's email address, so if you want to contact him, just email me, and I'll forward it to him.

Okay, so that's all I got for this time, so I guess I better get going. I'll see you guys later

~one cat, one world~
Doug