Week 1
Day 1: I don’t remember much about this day but I do remember traveling. I was brought over to a strange new place with even stranger people who marveled at the sight of me. I mean who wouldn’t marvel at the sight of me, I am magnificent. The small humans are alright, they talk to me in a baby voice and offer pets whenever I am around. The big humans are a little harder to decipher. Some times they talk to me in a sing-song voice like I am a baby and other times they ignore me. I heard one of them saying that I needed space. Good choice on them. Day 2: I’ve been living out of a single room in the back of the house. The older small human lives here with me as well. He’s quiet and doesn’t bother me much. I very much like this human. My litter box is also here. They come to check on it often hoping to steal my poops. For that reason alone I refuse to relieve myself. They will not steal from me! Maybe I’ll go on the floor… ...