I heard something. Yes, I did and I focused in on it fearing... Fearing that strangers might bust in on me and take me away.. like the way it happened before..
You see.. I was somewhere else long time ago.. I belonged to someone who I had to look out for. But one day, they came and took him.. They took him away from me and I was left alone to fend for myself.. And then a kind person nearby my home looked in on me and fed me, and took me to this other place.. A place I really don't want to remember ...It was horrible in there, many cats crying.. I could smell and sense the fear in there, and I even got sick.
But after a little while, I heard the conversation among them.. I heard them say that I was going to be "pulled" - and that sounded like a good thing. While my eyes were runny and my nose stuffed up and I could hardly breathe, I was put into a box to get readied to meet someone new. I did figure this was a good thing, I was now out of that place full of cries and fear and all those other cats. I was stuck in that box for a little while but.. But then it opened and I was picked up by a lady who seemed so glad to see me, she held me close to her and I forgot all about my worries and fear and let her hold me close to her as I quietly purrred away..
That was the first day I met my new 'mom'. I liked her instantly.