This is me, by the way. (Not to brag or anything...)
But wait, let me go back to where it all started...
My first memory was when I was really little. I had 6 brothers and sisters and my parents who really loved us all and each other. It was always very crowded, there was a lot of activity around me, and I was always hungry. My mom and dad were hungry, too. Not sure why there was no food, but it was nowhere to be found (I looked often). Sometimes a big lady would bring us something in a bowl, and somehow I was always next to it, so I got my share quickly. I thought I was pretty lucky that way! I've heard a saying "always being in the right place at the right time" - I wonder if it means always being next to the food bowl when it comes near?
It didn't last long. I remember new people, cages and new smells, lots of noise, some building with bigger cages and then all of us in a very big cage with a divider in the middle. I thought to myself, " Moving is fun. As long as we are all together." People walked by saying things to all of us. Some of them tried to reach us throught the rails with their fingers, some just stood there and smiled.
Here are my mom and dad:
Two days later some people came and took my mom and dad. All of us thought they'd be back... But in two more days some people came and took me! I was so scared! No mom and dad, sisters and brothers left behind. I am in someone's car... Should I panic?
