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I don’t remember much from when I lived at the pet store, it's all blurry memories. And I only have a few of those select blurry memories, none of them good. I remember the high pitched bell that hurt my ears whenever a human stepped into the store. I remember all the other cats around me disappearing, one by one. I even remember the terrible taste of the dry food that hurt to chew. Other than that, the pet shop, in which I was born into, was a mystery to me. It feels like forever ago, that I lived there, in reality it probably was just a few months ago. I wouldn't know, I never bothered to keep track of time, and how time did seem to pass. Even though I can't remember most of my time at the bleak, melancholic, pet shop, I do remember the exact day my human rescued me from it.
I was laying on the dirty, stained carpet that smelled of various bodily fluids when that annoying bell rung, signaling that a human stepped into the store. I lazily looked up to see a small child running over to my pen. The child stopped at the small wall and peered over to look at me and the other cat that was in the pen at the time. I saw this same scenario happen a million times over, the child would point at one of us, an older human would pick up the targeted cat, and I would never see them again. But this time was different, I saw the child staring at me alone, confused, I picked my head up off the carpet and stared back. The child seemed thrilled by this and started jumping up and down, emitting excited sounds. She pointed at me excitedly and yelled some stuff to the older human next to her. Before I knew it I was being lifted out of my enclosure and taken to a room with the child. The human that picked me up put me into the arms of the child, to which I was swung around like a rag doll. I was promptly taken away from the child, much to her dismay, and put into a pet carrier.
The ride to my new home was terrifying , I was so confused and scared, I didn’t know what was going to happen next. The ride was bumpy, and felt like it went on for hours. The white thing , which I later found out to be called a car, I was put into was very loud and very big, so big, in fact, that I'm SURE at least three, no, four full-grown humans can fit in it with me. The ride was horrible and the child, who was sat next to me, made the ride even worse. She kept sticking her fingers into my carrier, trying to touch me, and kept screaming and wriggling around in her seat. After what felt like forever, the noise of the car we were in stopped, the silence quickly followed by a big banging noise. Then the door to the car was opened by the adult human and the child hopped out. The older human reached over to me and picked up my carrier, she then walked into her home with me.
I hid in my carrier as the adult and child peered in at me, the adult had opened the door to my carrier and was waiting for me to walk out. The child sat excitedly next to her parent, obviously wanting me to come out as well. After a while of me hiding in the back of the carrier, I slowly peaked my head outside of the door and looked around.
The floor was a nice oak wood that felt good on my paws, the couch was soft and nice to lay on, and, best of all, I had my own corner, my own corner! Not like the pet shop where I had to spend my days in a cramped pen with other cats, or my nights where I had to stay in a cold, dreary cage. I had my own corner with a nice soft bed, it was the softest , and my very own toys! The child, who’s name was Sophie, wasn’t that bad either, yeah sometimes she would chase me around the house and sometimes when she caught me she would dress me up in her dolls clothing, but she was good all the other times! Like the time she sneaked me some of her dinner, or the time she got me a brand new toy! She always loved to play with me, she would always stay up late playing with me and my cat toys, much to her mothers annoyance. Her mother got annoyed by me a lot, like the time I knocked a glass full of water onto the floor, or the time I scratched up the couch. I don’t think her mother liked me very much, but that was ok, because I had Sophie and that's all that matters, because Sophie loved me and would never let her mother do anything bad to me…
…So why am I standing in the grass watching as her car leaves me behind?