Meow?

Day 2

Hey so this is the last author's note I'll do for a while. I just wanted to say I'm suuuuper sowy for not updating Meow. TBH, I'm just lazy. Wasn't busy at all. Tons of free time. I'm just plain lazy. I will try to update everyday! Hopefully! Anyways on with the story.

Next Day

Another day, another opportun- wait, I have none. I pick myself up from the cold hard floor. For some reason, I loved sleeping in the cage. It was just so cozy to me. Maybe since I've been sleeping on the grounds of NY for so long. Anyways, my owner opens the cage door and OUCH! It got caught in my ear!
"Aww, poor kitty. Here let me help you- I DON'T CARE."
As he said that, he ripped the top part of my ear off. I was so ready to cry. Like SO ready. I started bawling in front of everycat. They all looked at me with their teethy grins.
"Get used to it, kitty. You'll experience stuff like this for the rest of your life!"
RRRAAH double tap double tap double tap ok I'm stupid moving on😹
*gulp* Did he say? REST OF MY LIFE?! Oh meooww nah, not for the rest of my life! I started bolting for the door while the owner wasn't looking.
"Oh, you think you can run away from me easily, huh?"
Uh, yeah.
"Here, kitty kitty kitty!"
OH NO. OH GOD NO. He pulled out the leaf that BARELY any cats can resist. Catnip. It smelled so good. It reminded me of my family and my friends and me having a good life. NO! LUMA DON'T DO THIS TO YOURSELF! But it's so good. NO! STAHP PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU! But good life. BU- Aww eff it I gave in to the smell that attracted me closer and closer until..
SMACK!
Uh, where am I? And why is it so dark? And why am I on a tab- oh no. Oh no I'm in huge trouble. HUGE. One of the slaughterers came with an enormous knife. No! Not me please! I'm innocent!
"Well, well, well, look who we have here. A rebellious cat who tried to escape two times. Well a little birdie told me that if you escape more than one time you- oh what was that? YOU GET IT."
No. Please nononono. I tried saying help but all that came out was a meow! Meow! Meow meow! MEOWWW!
"Oh shut up dumb kitty."
This was it. My life is over. Bye everyone who ever cared or didn't care about me. Bye cuteness that got rubbed away when I got separated from my mom. Bye every good thing that actually happened in NY. I could feel the knife centimeters away from my fragile body as-
"MEEEEOOOOOWW!"
A huge fat gray cat pushed me off the table and jumped onto it as he got cut a little bit. OMG I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIE!
"Meow" I said in a tone of gratefulness.
He shot me a look that said run NOW.
"Meow, me-" (Translation: But bu-)
" ME-OW."
I ran as fast as I could to the back door. I escaped out into the wonderful world of fresh air and sunlight. FREEDOM! It felt good to be free. To be alive. To see the sun yet again. But, I feel bad for that cat. I saw through the window how he was getting badly cut and bruised. By the looks on his face, I can tell he wanted that for a long time. Big gray cat, I can't thank you enough. You saved my life so I truly thank you. Alrightie, now what to do in this crazy world?