My name is Hobbes. I'm about 4 or 5 in human years, young i know. All my life I've know in mostly one place, Lulu's home.
She is the most amazing master, even though she forgets a lot of things, like new water and stuff its ok. I still knead her, that doesn't fly with most people. She always brings home people who play with me and love me. All the little things she does, letting me sniff her food, saying good morning and good night to me, calling me when she's home all that just makes life fun for me.
Things were really great, until.... ya come on there's always an until, always a catch or flaw in the story. Until the day she brought home Nico.
That was a terrible day, unbelievably terrible. She came home with a huge kennel they no longer used for me with a small black fur ball thing quivering inside of it. I hated her immediately. I went up to my kennel in which she was still in and stared her down.
"What are you in for?" I snarled at her.
"Whats it to you?" She growled back, not even looking at me.
"Its my kennel now tell me!" She turned and hissed at me. Now this really ticked me off, i know I'm a cat and everything, but I've never seen the value of hissing or growling at a person or cat. Never have i hissed or growled at Lulu, nor did i plan too. I turned and walked away from her, i would not sink to her level.
Lulu later let her out and what did that little anti social ball of fur do? She hid and refused to eat for almost 2 days until Lulu had a break through and gave her that wonderful thing known as milk. She slowly gained confidence and ventured out of Lulu's room and into the living room.
~ WIP.
<3 Lulu.
