Once Upon A Time

There was a little gray tiger kitty.

He lived in a house with people who taught him about food and being petted. And then one day they let him go.

The little gray tiger kitty ran around the streets, avoiding the big scary cars until he stumbled into a closed in yard with lots of pretty flowers. There were nice ladies there that fed him and petted him. One of the nice ladies put out a weird box. After he walked inside to look around, she closed the door behind him.

She took him inside her zippy little car to a strange smelly place and left him. People at the smelly place acted nice but they poked him with needles, gave him pills that made his belly hurt, put bad smelly stuff on him that made all the fleas run around like crazy, and cut around at his boy parts. It hurt lots.

Two days later the nice lady came back and rescued him. She said they were going home and asked if he would like to be called Quinn. He thought that was a pretty cool kitty name so he purred his acceptance.

Home had other kitties. There were older twin tan tiger kitties that laughed at him but weren’t so bad otherwise. Then there was the black and white kitty. He didn’t seem to like the little gray tiger kitty much and let him know all the time. But the nice lady kept telling him to leave the little gray tiger kitty alone and that she had a big enough heart to love all of them.

The nice lady gave the little gray tiger kitty his own bowl and plenty of food every time the other kitties got fed. There was a big box of toys that the little gray tiger kitty could play with any time he wanted to. There was a screened in porch where he could lounge in the sunshine or watch the birds from when it was raining without getting wet.

Best of all, the nice lady petted him whenever she found him sleeping in the new cool spot that he’d picked out for himself.

The End