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| Me before my accident |
I’m young according to the human calendar but adventurous
beyond my years.
Today, my new carers have arrived and I’m curious about them
both. They stand near my owner, the one that smells sweet, and although I am
allowed to jump on her shoulders from atop the refrigerator, I’m not sure the
large man would take me into his arms as she does.
The human with the flower in
her hat is shorter, like my master.
“Oh, Yoda, come down from there,” my owner says.
I jump into her arms and cling to her sweater with my nails.
I snuggle into her neck. The other female reaches to pat my head. I let her.
Now we’re all going to take a tour of my house. My male
owner, the one who scratches me behind my ears, taps my head and runs my tail
through his hands, is coming along. I hope he doesn’t give away my hiding
places.
Oh, we’re passing by the back door. I’ve taught myself to
recognize the sound of the door handle turning and because I want desperately
to go outdoors, I leap from my female owner and jump at the door. Arrrg! She
picks me up and carries me down the second flight of stairs to the basement. I’m
alright because it’s cool down here and there are at least seven places, good ones, to hide.
Here's my favourite song. The Cat Came Back
