I think it’s about time they are going to leave my
mate and me again like they always do. Why do they roll down that thing near
the door? It’s not like we’re going anywhere. I wish they’d leave it open so I
could snoop around a bit. You see, my mate here is way smaller than I am and
sleeps most of the time. Also, he can’t leave his home like I can. So what we
do after they leave is just look at each other through our windows until we get
drowsy and then sleep.
I guess they’re waiting for this guy to go. What are
they talking about? And why on Earth is he looking me? Why is he picking me up?
Heyy..he seems alright. I just licked his face and he smiled at me. And trust
me, once we lick you, we know. Who are these ladies? Where did they come from
all of a sudden? Why is the fat one cooing at my mate? She’s playing with him. He
likes her too. I can make that out pretty well. He fits so nicely onto her
palm.
I know what that means. It’s bad news for me and
probably good news for him. She’s going to take him away. And I am going to be
left alone-without my mate. That’s what always happens here. First the humans
talk to each other, then these humans look at you then they probably talk about
you and then they sign those thin sheets and one of us has to go away with them.
It’s usually the one they coo at. And once they’re gone, they seldom return.
When I arrived here about 140 days ago (i.e. 20 days in human world), there
were five of us and now it’s only my furry mate and me along with these birds.
I’ll just go have a word with my mate. He’ll be gone
any time now.
“Heyy Furry. Bye. Be good to your humans ok? And
don’t get under their furniture, I doubt they’ll be able to take you out like
uncle does here. I’ll miss you mate. Good night. Don’t show me your tongue. I’m
giving you good advice.”
Why is this human lifting me? Can’t a dog catch some
sleep? It’s already late today. Why is everyone hugging me? Gosh! It’s hot in
here. Will everybody stop cuddling please?
Thank God!
Wha..why..where am I going? Where are they taking
me? Uncle’s waving at me. Ohh..that means I am going, not my mate. Lucky him.
Yayy!! It’s one of those giant things that has round
paws and bright yellow eyes and we all sit inside and roll away. You don’t know
why I love this thing do you? No? There are these things at the sides from
which cool air blows. And cool air is my favorite thing on the planet right
next to chicken liver.
O.M.G.!! There are so many of this thing here. I
first sat into one of these things when I first arrived in this city, on my way
to where I was staying with my mate just a few minutes ago. Sooo many days ago.
Have we reached?
It’s so dark in here! I like this bobbing thing that
we’re doing but isn’t it too much? Gawdd..when am I gonna get to sleep?
At last this human's turning the key.
Who the hell is Othello? Why are all the humans
fussing over this Othello and looking at me?
Whatever, I am going to check out this place
tomorrow.
Good night J
