~Kitty
I lay in my pen watching and waiting for my future owner to walk through that door. I wait for five minutes then give up. "Nobody wants me," I mutter to myself, "Who wants a black cat. Don't we bring bad luck??" I walk away to go find my chew toy. Oh god, I think to my self, he's at it again, how does he keep finding it?? I rush over to my brother, Theo, in the other end of the cage playing with my favorite chew toy. Suddenly I hear the bell ring on the door, and totally forget about the toy. I see a beautiful young woman in her late thirties, I would say, walk in. Her honey brown hair bouncing on her shoulders playfully. She looks my way.
~Rachel (The woman who walked in the door)
I sit at home thinking of what to do. It's so quiet around here without the girls. I suddenly think of the twins voices in my head. Can we have a kitty, mom? Please??? I find myself thinking something completely different from my answer to their question a few days before. Maybe it would be good for them. For us to have a pet... I can't believe I just thought that. Where has my mind gone??? Maybe I'll just go look at the cats in the pet shop, I think as I find myself walking out the door. I freeze for a moment, then keep walking towards town. Maybe I'll stop for some tea at Linda's... I'm stalling... I speed up a bit, trying not to get distracted as much as I want to.
"Hey!" I hear a voice call from behind me. I try to ignore it. I've been known for getting chatty then forgetting what I really need to do. "Rachel!" OK, just one look... I look over my shoulder and see my friend, Mike, from collage, Oh boy, I think, he talks a lot, thanks! I think sarcastically looking up at the sky. "Hey! Slow down Rachie!" Man I haven't heard that nickname in a long time... I turn around.
"Oh, hey Mike..." I say taking a breath, "Uh, hows it going?" STUPID! You dont want to start a conversation! I rub my forehead with the back of my hand. "Umm, I have to go, Bye!" I say turning, and jogging towards the shop. I see it in the distance. A small brown building, about the size of my house, but only one story. I see the sign hanging from the roof. Manny's Pet Shop, with a painting of a colourful bird beside the large letters. I come up to the beige building, and walk inside. I look over to the right, and I see a black kitten. Her fur as dark as midnight, and I think to myself, I want that one...
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A Cats Life
RandomKitty lives in Minnesota with her owners, Rachel and Dave, they have two kids, and it's sometimes hard to be a cat living with two youngsters. Read it and find out what it's like to be squashed 5 times a day (At least).