The eastern horizon glowed gold and pink, and
overhead a half moon peeked out through the low scuttling clouds. The wind cut
like knives and shrilled like a mother mourning her slain children. It was
getting darker and I was overwhelmed with fear. Huddled underneath a bright
green table, I watched as people passed by me. They paid me no heed and so I
continued staring at the water that was monotonously dripping from the sides of
the table.
Humans always seemed so daunting but today I would
not mind being picked up by one of them.
The cold was seeping through my tawny fur and everything was becoming
blurry. I could vividly recall the smell of tuna fish and the warmth of a
massive fireplace. I saw the café waiter across the street staring off into
empty space with a dreamy expression on his face. I think he probably likes the
rain for some odd reason. He had a bald head fringed with tufts of orange hair
and his beard was salted with white. He looked like a kind man to me, someone I
could approach. However I certainly could not grab his attention so I stayed
put.
I always felt that women were more compassionate
compared to men. Considering that I decided to follow two women who scurried
past the table I was under. The sound of my ‘meowing’ was muffled by the
pattering of rain and I became more desperate as my attempts to catch their
attention proved futile. The women were walking briskly and I realized that I
could not possibly keep up with them. Luckily I found shelter underneath the
brightly colored awnings of an exquisite French cuisine. However I felt too
exposed here and decided to retreat. After staying underneath the awning for
another minute or so I prowled back stealthily and crouched underneath my
original spot in a miserable heap of fur.
Suddenly a woman came out of the hotel and bundled
me up. She held me tightly against her chest and took me inside the hotel. Fear
crept up my body, fresh and strong, and it engulfed me. Cats are known for
mistrusting humans and are generally very paranoid. Nevertheless, what choice
did I have? I would have to go with this woman and I decided not to
resist. The woman was delivering me to
someone else, I realized with a sickening jolt. A fair skinned Caucasian girl
who wore a huge grin on her face. She certainly seemed delighted by me. Maybe
humans aren’t so bad after all, I decided joyfully. I might even be fed some
tuna fish.
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