Finding a Home

It was getting cold outside, but she didn’t mind. She would find someplace warm to lay her head when night time came. Usually she just played all day, and didn’t worry about the weather. She loved running, and jumping and just enjoying the day and being alive. Sometimes she would find food to eat and other times people would give her food so she didn’t really go hungry a lot.

The best thing was when she got a warm fur coat for winter time. She loved it. It felt so warm and comfy on her body. Her fur coat was a very thick one so with that on, when winter came, she didn’t mind at all. She could still run and play and when thinking about that, she smiled inside. She would run and jump and try to catch the snow flakes before they hit the ground. What fun…and when the sun was shining, she could find a warm spot to maybe take a nap.

She lived on the streets, but she didn’t mind, and one day, she came to a neighborhood that had a nice house and she found a nice place to lie down and take a nap. When she woke up and started to play there, she was amazed because the people didn’t run her off. The one nice man said, “Hey, hi there, what’s your name and what are you doing just running around the neighborhood?”  She liked it here and thought she would stay a while.

She did stay and the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months and the months into years. My name is “Snuggles” and the one lady called me Snuggie. The house that I came to that day kept me for their pet cat.

I loved to lie down and roll on my back whenever they would arrive home from somewhere and they would have to get out of their car and tell me to quit break dancing in the drive way, then they would get back in their car and pull on in. They always laughed and called whatever I was doing break dancing, but I was just rolling around because I knew they were gonna pet and make over me. I was always so glad to see them and they were glad to see me.