lizzet

Sometime in 2015, I was born, I have no idea of my mum or human mum and dad because somewhere in 2016, the human damped me in the streets of Abu Dhabi. The humans that had fed me later disowned me, but if humans disown other humans, I figure they can be quite cruel to animals too. Shame.... I had never been on the streets before, my life was not for the streets like the ninja cats i found there. I retrieved into my little corner and started withering, dehydrating, malnourishing, I could feel my intestines twisting as my body yearned for food, my beautiful fur fell off and I started dying slowly. I could feel life leaping out of me, gush by gush. My small body was letting go. I thought the deal was sealed and that judgement day was coming...I wondered what I would be judged for, how I will lay my case since I didn't get to build one. Then, as luck would have it, a loving and compassionate human saw me on the streets, she cuddled me, I hesitated, I did not trust the huma...

Knock-knock... who's there? postman... postman who?..... I open the door and the postman is standing there with a parcel, my mind can't recall me ordering anything but maybe I was drunk you know, the things you could do when drunk and feeling rich, but still I had no recollection of such a drunken night so I just weirdly stared at the postman. 'Hey love..could you please sign this for your neighbour, she can pick it up from you,'... Eeem wait, what?, 'sign here'...thanks love.. Things went so fast that last I remember I was at the door with a parcel belonging to a neighbour I haven't met. Guess I have to meet the neighbour after all...Finland, I am now awkward, thanks to you...lol I have been feeling a little home-sick, I miss the sea, I miss running around and having the sea as close. Maybe it's because it's summer and English weather has welcomed us with proper rain, the water shapes in my mind as small ponds, small lakes, ma...