"Kitty" a bouncing blond REBECCA ran up to me and grabbed my tail. I've never felt so happy to be in pain. "No no sweetie don't tou-" Sarah's eyes boggled "Brody?!" I meowed with delight. Tis I! The famous Brody! Nick came and picked me up. "Is it really you boy? I purred and rubbed against his coat. "Well then" Sarah said "I think fait has told us to bring Brody home!" "Kitty!" Rebecca said again but instead of pulling my tail she came and hugged me. That was the one time that Rebecca the evil had ever been nice to me. Nick and Sarah and I started to walk down the street to the car. Sarah put Rebecca in her car seat and me in the back seat beside her. I lay down and just as we started to drive I realized something. For the first time in a while I felt like I was going home. I lay my head down on my paws and watched out the window. You know. Paris didn't seem so dirty any more. It almost felt nice. I looked at Rebecca and the smiled her little toddler tooth smile. "Body!" She said. I purred and rubbed up against the car seat. And there with my family driving home. I slowly fell asleep.
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Brody
HumorAaa the life of a cat. Warm fuzzy sun filled days with unlimited food and water. Brody had all of this, But that was about to change.
