Chapter Six – Once upon a time
My past life may have been a grey cat too. I vaguely remember that I was born in a hot summer, I opened my eyes and was in front of a newly completed house. From the large floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see a kindly old lady holding a tiger-headed boy in her arms. The boy stared at me from the inside with big eyes. Whenever I meowed, he kicked his legs and giggled in excitement. The old lady pushed the little boy out of the garage and took a plate with food in it, which is for us, it’s so delicious! While feeding us, the old lady said, “Long, this cat was born at about the same time as you are.” I learned that the little boy is called Long and the old lady is his grandma.
I grew up day by day and was able to play around in the community, go to the backyard of Long’s house from time to time. Long could walk and he was very happy to see me, and kept learning from me crawling on the ground. His grandma sent me over the fence to the next door. Long was very angry, stomping his feet and shouting, “I want a cat, I want a cat.” His grandma said gently, “Long, when you don’t crawl on the ground, I’ll give you the cat back.”
Fifteen years later, I was born again, black and shiny, without a trace of stray hair. A pretty girl took me in, then I was adopted by Long’s Mom. It’s fate that I became the most beloved one in Long’s family. Just a week after I arrived at Long’s house, Long’s grandma passed away, and she fulfilled her promise to Long.
