have a “nice” home! Beside, I’m not in that way? You took care of that! Remember? She picked me up and loaded me in the car, no cage this time. She talked to me all the way to my “new” home. She said it was best and the people wanted me and they would take good care of me.
She was right they were nice people; but this was not my home nor, were they my pet-person. The first chance I got I was getting out of there. I was not sure where my home was but, I knew it was on the other side of the train tracks. I would tell by the sound of the train when it went by. My home was farther away. The train was so close here that it shook the house as it rumbled by.
It was a very stormy night when I talked the lady into letting me out to do my business. I did not do the kitty litter box thing. Besides, three other cats used the same box and it was full! Out from under the house I could see three dogs coming down the street. I made a run for it but one of them stopped me at the base of a tree. Up the tree I went! What is it that Sassy, in “Homeward Bond”, says? “Cats rule and dogs drool.” YES!! After a while the dogs got tired of sitting at the bottom of the tree. Dogs have such short attention spans; you know.
As I crossed the ditch the train came rumbling by. Trains are such dreadful things up close. I almost fell into the ditch and took a bath in muddy water. The very thought of a bath much less a mud bath did not sit well with me. After the train went by I made my way over the train tracks and down to the street. My pet-person had always stopped before crossing the street so I stopped briefly. Once across the street I found a building that smelled of smoke and ashes. At least it was dry and from up high in the timbers I could see the coming and goings on the street outside. I awoke the next morning to the sounds of voices and traffic on the street. I had not eaten since the morning before and although I was starting to feel hungry the thought of catching a mouse for food did not appeal to me. There was some doubt in my mind if I could even catch one. I mean, I am a house cat not an ally cat. The very thought of it; I mean really.
I spent the day there sleeping and listening to the sounds around me. I was sure my home was on this side of the tracks but much father away. I was also sure I could find my way home but what worried me was what would happen when I got back home. Would my pet-person let me stay or would she take me back? I knew I had to cross the big street. My pet-person and I had walked on the other side and it was a very busy street.
When, at last, night came once again I climbed down from where I had hid all day. The street as quit and I had to cross it to get home. It was like I was taking part of the building with me because my beautiful fur smelled of smoke. As I made my way out into the night could hear my name being called from the other side of the tracks. I almost felt sorry for the lady but she was not my pet-person and that was not my home. Than a very scary thought crossed my mind; what if my pet-person had moved or worst yet did not want me back. I had to block that out of my mind and get back home.
Dogs! They seem to be every where! I climbed a big tree and spent the night there. Sometime in the night a very large bird landed in the branch above me. It had very big eyes and claws and beak. I am almost sure it was looking at me with hungry eyes but my “fluffy size” must have made look too big; because, after a couple of hoots” it left. I climbed down out of the tree, afraid the next bird might be bigger. I stayed close to the bushes and in the shadows. The streets were quit for the most part and I knew I was getting closer to my home because she and I had walked this way many times at night.
I came around a corner and there it was! The back porch of my house! Those old thoughts that I had earlier came back. It was just getting light as I climbed on the back porch and sat there. I was really worried she might take me back to that lady or worst yet what if she put me in a cage and set me along side the road like that person did. Then the screen door opened and there she stood. The moment of truth…..
The next seconds seemed like hours …. “Fluffy! Fluffy! What am I to do with you ? I thought I had spent my nine lives as she bent down and picked me up carried me into my home and I was safe. “Fluffy! Fluffy! I have missed you so!