Excerpt
Being Born
'You are my cat and I am your human'.
From Cuddly Cat
Well, here I am. A little black furry cat telling you about my adventures. I don't remember being born, well - not exactly. I do remember warm, kind hands cleaning me and handing me to my mother who licked me all over. I was in a dark, comfortable place with my three sisters. My mother took wonderful care of us all and so did the humans who peered in at us all the time. One day when we got too bit for the warm, dark place they built us a big pen and moved us all downstairs. We called it the pen and it contained our food and a litter tray and beds. We had more space down there which was nice. They gave us toys to keep us occupied and I think our play times amused them a lot! We all loved to be picked up and cuddled by them, always gentle and kind. We made it our goal to climb out of the pen and at every opportunity we would try to scale the sides, but they were high enough to keep us in. We suspected that they were high to keep us out of mischief as mischief is what we were! So my sisters and I planned the 'Great Escape'. Every day we tried to climb up the sides and every day we got a little higher. Closer to the top! We wondered what we would find on the other side.