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Monday, August 3, 2015

Part Five

On the other side of the street, a beautiful little girl is gazing back at me! 
I'm certain this isn't a dream, so I wonder if she feels what I feel, and sees what I see..

"Pickles, Pickles, Pickles, I've missed you so much!
Let's be together again, and allow me to feel your loving touch!"

At last, a human loves me: Thank you, God!
She seems too to care deeply for me, despite my many flaws.
I'll be "Pickles" for her, although I don't think that's my name. I wonder if she's just teasing me though, with a sort of silly game..

In a moment, I'll cross this street and experience the treasure of her open arms. And then forever I'll live amongst the warmth of her blessed charms.

But many vehicles are passing as I consider this tremendous leap. Is true love worth the risk of lying forever asleep?

"PICKLES......STOP! NOOOO!!!"

End.

Monday, May 18, 2015

Part Four

"Pride is the fall of mankind, 
and Holy God needs not one of those whose love you so fervently seek.
Although humans are abundantly filled with His essence, they choose instead to follow me."


You're a large, flaming demon! Why can't any of these humans see you? 

Why do you appear to me and these other cats a few?

Leave us alone, and far out of our way pass through!


"Only those who are wholly innocent can see me, of which there are no men or women on the earth.

Due to this insolence, Holy God will cause a diabolical virus to exterminate them all.

Your kind, felines, will shortly thereafter inherit all these lands." 

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Part One

I want to be let inside the house so badly.
To this home's nice family of humans, I would become the most well-behaved pet on the street, gladly!

So here on their porch I'll meow meow meow the night away.
Because my mama taught me--that is, before she was killed--that a cat's voice reminds humans of something that their babies might say.

Sometimes, one of the nice children looks out from inside the door at me and smiles. But for some reason (I suppose by instinct) I get scared, take a giant leap, and run away at a speed equal to about a 1-minute mile!

I want to stay and be petted, loved, talked to, and fed...for certain. But does a fairly wild animal like me have any chance of being accepted by a human family, and not be a burden?