The Many Lives Of Chichiro
The life of a cat isn’t always easy. Humans think we lounge around all day, waiting to be fed, disappear, and sleep. We’re no real bother to them, so they assume we have it easy.
That’s simply not true.
I’ve been a stray, sulking around crowded streets hoping for crumbs. I’ve been left in the wild, to fend for myself and my siblings, climbing trees and chasing mice to our hearts’ content.
But I’ve also been a beloved pet to the richest family in Japan, having my every need and desire met. I was pampered, my fur the silkiest it had ever been. I dined on caviar and fresh tuna and washed it down with the thickest cream.
But still. Nothing in my three lives so far could have prepared me for the feeling when Ryko-chan picks me up.
“I will name you Chichiro!” She declares. “And you will come home with me and I will love you forever!”
Her parents laugh behind her, happiness painted across their faces as they dote upon their daughter. I’ve become very good at reading human emotions.
A warm feeling like a ball of sunshine spreads from my chest throughout my body. As I look into Ryko-chan’s wide eyes, I know I will do anything to make this little girl happy.
This will be my best life yet. I hope it’s a long one.