My name is Cami, Queen of the Catdom. I’m here you about my lives.
When I was born, my people immediately crowned me the queen of their lives. They never thought to replace me with some other cat for, in their eyes, I couldn’t be replaced. They gave me the adoration that I deserved.
Then, one day, my manservant brought home two small kittens. The whole family made over them as if they were the cutest, sweetest things ever to come into their lives. This was not acceptable. I would show them who the queen was around here.
So I turned around in a huff, stuck my tail straight up and walked to the door. My little girl came to the door. She had changed her mind after all. She knew that I was her only cat. But she just opened the door to let me out and turned to scoop up one of those despicable kittens. She used to be devoted to me, but not anymore. That was the end of my patience. After all, a cat can take just so much. I walked through the open door without turning back.
That was the end of my first life and the beginning of my second.
At first, it wasn’t so easy to be alone with no one to pet me. The first night was very cold and lonely, not to mention scary. I soon felt very hungry. Okay. So now what? I had never been outdoors before.
I heard a rustle in the tall grass. Then I saw it; a small field mouse coming right my way. I caught it. It was different from the food that I was used to, but when you are hungry, it doesn’t matter. You just eat what’s available and don’t complain.
That first night, I heard owls hooting and wolves baying at the full moon in the distance. Then, I heard a growl of a mountain lion very to close to me. I crouched down in the high grass, thinking that if I was very still, it might just pass me by. It grew louder and louder. I shook more and more with each passing moment. I didn’t feel quite like the queen any longer. All of my fur was standing straight on end. I held my breath as he passed by me.
Then the night of The Great Snow Storm. I was outside and so cold that I could see my breath right in front of me. The snow was blowing right past me and I couldn’t find a place in which to warm my weary bones.
Then I saw lights on in a house. I had to take a chance that the people inside would take me in. I ran as fast as I could to the deck and pressed my nose against the sliding glass door, letting out a pitiful cry. The man who opened the door was very kind he welcomed me into his house. I warmed myself by the fire while he made a bed and set out some food and water for me.
When the snow cleared, much to my surprise, the man didn’t turn me out. No, he just loved me and took care of my every need. This is my second chance at a good life.
Oh, as for my first people, they moved from the area, leaving me on my own. Don’t be too hard on them for it was my own doing. I left them, remember? So, the next time you see a cat that you think is stray, think again. He might be looking for you to be his servant.