understand the way he treated me. It didn't fit in with what I had recently learned about the strong dominating the weak. Whenever I was around him I began to feel a warm pleasant sensation. This was the only time in fact that I could take my mind off the pain in my stomach, which was getting worse. It felt like I was being stabbed in the gut with a sharp knife. My relationship with Jeffery Chambers became the only joy in my life. The question is would this be enough to keep me going? One day I woke up and my instinct told me that my time was up. I was dying. I was not sad though. “This is the way of nature,” I thought. “I didn't bring myself into the world. I have no right to object to being taken out of it. I must say goodbye to Jeffery Chambers however.” I slowly walked up to him. I didn't speak his language so I needed to communicate with my eyes. I looked up at him and he seemed to know what I was trying to say. "I want to thank you for being kind to me when you didn't have to. I lived a short life and I don't really understand the meaning of any of this but thank you and goodbye."
As you may have guessed I didn't die at that time because if I had I couldn't be telling you my story. "Josephine I think something is wrong with Christopher. He looks really sick,” said Jeffery. "I'll make an appointment with the vet tomorrow" his wife said. "I don't know he looks really bad. I have a bad feeling he won't make it through the night." Those were the last words I remember being spoken. Everything that happened after that was a blur. I thought at the time "so this is what it feels like to die. The feeling of being probed and cat handled and even cut with strange objects and being unable to move or fight back.” Was I hallucinating? Actually what was happening was that I was having my bladder stones removed a procedure that is impossible in nature. But of course I wasn't in nature. I was at the vet’s office. When I finally woke up and began to feel clear headed I didn't understand where I was or what had happened to me. My imagination began to take over. “Enemies must have captured me in a raid.” I sighed. “Just another example of the strong dominating the weak. Where are Jeffery Chambers, Vincent and Josie? They must have been killed.” I looked around. I was in a cage surrounded by other animals. I could feel a bandage on my wrist and a pain on my abdomen but when I tried to examine them I could only see white. I could look forward and see but when I tried to look from side to side or to see my body I could not. There was some kind of contraption on my head preventing me from examining myself. Strange humans that I did not recognize were walking around my cage and making strange remarks. I couldn’t understand what they were saying but I could tell they were talking about me. Again I felt a pain in my abdomen. “They must have been experimenting on me,” I thought. One of the humans approached my cage and began to unlock the door. His long white lab coat opened as he extended his arm into the cage towards me. Now was my opportunity. I slashed at his hand with my claws using all my energy which considering all I’d been through was quite a bit. Then I hissed loudly to let all in the room know that I meant business. Stunned, the man jumped back, quickly withdrawing his arm and slamming the cage door shut. He examined his hand rubbing and nursing the wound I had just given him. I had drawn blood. All the humans looked a little stunned but this didn’t last long. As I prepared for round two, I noticed something different about the hand that was now reaching into my cage. It was covered with some type of protective shell. “No matter,” I thought. “This time I’ll use my fangs.” As the hand approached I gave a sharp warning hiss then lunged at the intruder burying my fangs deep into my target but the response was not what I expected. The human didn’t even flinch. With his other hand also