Every morning after I wake up I walk around the city and look for breakfast. A lot of these buildings have these big green boxes outside with lots of smells and things to play with but most importantly they have food! If Iām early enough I can play with all the things and eat all the food before the big loud truck comes and takes it all away. My favorite place to eat from the big green box is a pl...
I back into the corner as they surround me, snarling at them, snapping my teeth and growling I do everything I can think of to get them to leave me alone.
Iām backed into the corner of a street only a tall wall one side of me and a bin I attempt to hide behind to no avail, I donāt know what they want with me, I whimper as I place my swollen paw back on to the ground as I hop sideways shielding my...
I canāt move anything. Right before I got to where I am now every move I had made halted in this clear tar. I canāt wiggle my toes, my eye and the side of my face is glued down and shut; but at least I am not alone. Someone got here right before I did. She was laying flat on their stomach with her arms pinned down by this goo. She was a lizard, just like me.
She sees me from across the street. I know her type - rich, uppity, blind to a stray like me. My coat is even grungier today than usual; sheāll look me up and down with disdain and scurry away from me like Iām some vermin to avoid. Sometimes I am, I guess.
Like now, with my muzzle in a trash can that has been knocked over. Sheās coming this way, I see from the side, probably to scold me, call the...
They call me Ham, sometimes they call me Big Ham, sometimes they call me Cutie Patootie with lots of neck scratching. That last one is my favorite. Long and rumbling, I answer these new names with purrs of I like you. I thread thank you so much around and around their ankles. I even rub their chair legs with my throat to say I want to stay here. And I do want to stay here. I want out of the big dr...