I'm Rollie, The Family Cat, I'll be telling this story.

It all started several years ago...
My mother and I were staying in a old metal building
behind a human house. She had never
had a family before, she always took care of herself, didn't
depend on anyone. Well she had taken a liking to some humans who
owned this tin shack we were sleeping in. Momma always kept me hidden,
she said it would be safer this way. So the humans didn't know
I was there. The lady in the house would come outside near the shack
and make strange noises *ke-ke-ke* and Momma would go running
toward her...but not too close because humans we not to be trusted.
The lady fed my momma for a long time, I knew it was a trick
to get momma closer to her. After a while momma started to trust
these humans and before long she was letting the lady pet her,
then it was the little humans, there were 2 of them. The man that lived
in the house spent alot of time in the shack working on things so
momma said "when the man comes darling you hide, do not let anyone
know you are here". So that's what I did, I hid and watched.
This went on for weeks by this time I was just a little kit around about
6 weeks old. One night the man had a pal over to visit and they were
talking in harsh tones. I knew they were talking about momma,
The man said "that dang cat, Denise keeps feeding her and
she's tearing
trash up all over the yard! I have to put a stop to this".
The other human helped him seal up the holes and secret doors
momma used to get in.
I was scared,
how was momma going to feed me,
how was I going to get out?
I wanted to run... but I remembered
what momma said and I shouldn't let the humans see me.
I waited for 2 whole days for momma to come back and save me
but she didn't.
The night of the 2nd moon my belly hurt pretty bad, I was so hungry,
I was cold and it was very dark and boy was I scared.
I heard some noises getting closer and closer. Momma!
I knew it was her. I started to cry
"momma momma I'm here"
when all of a sudden the lights came on it was that human and his
friend again. They heard me! I stayed hidden,
I could see them looking for me so I made my body smaller and
I covered my eyes with my paws hoping they would pass by me
if I stayed real still. Then it happened,
the humans friend tried to grab me but I fought and
I scratched and growled
and I made myself look 3 times bigger then I was...
But I was no match for him. He grabbed me by the scruff
and dropped me into a big cold metal box.
I tried to get out but I couldn't climb the box.
Then the human threw something soft and warm in the box
for me to sit on and a bowl of milk.
It wasn't as good as momma's.
But I was hungry so I growled while I lapped it up.
Then the humans left, a short while later the lady that always
made those strange noises came.
She talked at me for a few moments in a soft sweet voice,
kind of like momma use to.
Then it happened she reached in and grabbed me so fast
I didn't have time to think.
She pushed me against her chest and held me tight in her arms.
Then she took me into the human house.
She let those little humans touch me,
then those 2 men from the shack came over to her
and she let them touch me too.
I was a little nervous and scared
but she was so gentle when she touched me,
the next thing you know I caught myself purring.
She fed me and I ate so much I could hardly move.
She taught me to make pee-pee and poo-poo in a box of sand
and she took me to the doctor and had me "fixed" I heard them say.
I didn't know I was broke, but life was good.
I have lived with my humans ever since. I'm 6 years old now,
I'm a little over weight but that's ok, I see it this way,
It's better to be inside and fat then outside and flat.
They started calling me Rollie when I was a kit,
something about me and a roll of paper in the bathroom.
Boy I loved to unroll that stuff and make a bed.
Well back to the story, as I said things were going great until...
the lady and the man brought home the big ugly beast.
Yup that's right a beast,
she eats my food, bites my tail,
rolls me over on my back trying to pick fights with me.
She ate my toys and now she wants to play with me!
*pfft*
well if she thinks I am her toy I bet she'll eat me too.
When she comes to play with me I grab her
and I throw her to the floor,
I kick her and bite her at the same time,
I get big, fuzzing up so she can see how tuff I am
and I growl long and loud.
But she wont go away, it's like a bad dream.
But those humans like her.
I didn't speak to them for weeks when they brought that beast home.
And she loves everyone, can you believe that?
She even loves the human that brings the lady letters,
I think he's called the mailman. She just cant seem to control herself,
when she wags her tail her whole body wags too,
that pooch has a problem I tell ya, now me ...
I flick my tail more graceful showing off my elegance,
but not the beast, she can't even walk a straight line
because that body wags too hard.
But the lady still loves me,
I know that because she always sneaks little treats to me
and she lets me get in bed with her
and she pets me tells me she loves me
and she still makes those strange noises like she did
when momma was around.
Lots of little humans come to my house and I don't trust them,
so I growl and I smack their hands when they try to touch me.
It's bad enough I have to live with the beast
and the human man that says I'm fat,
but no way am I letting those little humans play with me too,
next thing you know they will want to eat me or my toys too.
The 2 little humans I live with...
I like them because they drop me food when they are eating
so I return the favor and play with them.
The biggest little human brushes me
*purrrr*
oh boy I tell ya that feels good.

Well folks it's about my nap time.
Oh one more thing if you happen to see a beast out there, watch out because they like to lick you and drool on you too.

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