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approached they hissed and jumped out of the
way. Apparently they didn’t recognize me. “No matter,” I thought.
For some reason what they thought about me no longer made a
difference. As I approached the bowl my mouth watered. Even though
it did not have my name in capital letters this looked like the
best meal I had ever seen. I buried my face in the food and
swallowed it down barely taking time to chew. I could feel Josie
and Vincent as they cautiously sniffed me while my back was turned.
After I had my fill, I turned around banging the contraption
covering my head into the leg of a chair. Again I heard loud
hissing from Vincent and Josie as I headed under the desk to rest
my tired miserable bones. They both ran to the opposite corner of
the room. “Whatever.” I thought, and quickly went to sleep.
    As the weeks went by I began feeling less
pain and more energy. After much whining and complaining from yours
truly, Jeffery Chambers decided that it was finally time to take
off the horrible contraption surrounding my head which made it
difficult to see and also made me unrecognizable to my siblings. As
he removed the device I could feel the cold air encircling the
moist fur of my neck. I could finally examine my body and the first
thing I did was to begin examining the area on my abdomen where the
terrorists were conducting dreadful experiments on me. The fur had
grown back over the patch but you could still see some evidence of
the crime. As soon as my disguise was removed Josie and Vincent ran
up to me and began sniffing me. “Christopher where have you been?”
exclaimed Vincent. “It’s so good to see you. We thought you were
dead brother,” said Josie excitedly. She continued, “So much has
happened since you were gone. They temporarily replaced you with
another beast that smelled just like you but he didn’t look
anything like you. It was hideous.” I just stared at them in
disbelief.
     
     
     As the weeks passed I got stronger and
stronger. One day as we were trying to figure out what was next on
the agenda, I suggested a game of king of the jungle. Both Vincent
and Josie looked very surprised. "Are you sure? Don't you remember
what happened the last time we played?" said Josie. Vincent added,
"Wouldn't it be safer for you to play chase and run or some other
game." Vincent said this with a sneer that hinted at a veiled
threat. I used my surprised voice. "Oh! I'm sorry. If you're not up
to it we can play a more..." I paused briefly to choose the
appropriate word. "delicate game." That did the trick. The smug
expression on Vincent's face turned to one of embarrassment then
anger. He quickly attempted to conceal his feelings. "Look!" he
said in a stern voice. "If you want to play then we'll play. Just
be warned. I'm not going to take it easy on you." I said, "Message
received." and with that I lunged at him this time catching him off
guard. He didn't topple over though and the game had begun. We
began with a match of strength as we wrestled each other to the
ground. He was attempting to dominate me landing blow after blow
and threatening to swallow me up by opening his jaw wide enough to
encompass my face. Ordinarily I would have been intimidated but
considering all I'd been through in the last couple of months
Vincent's threats had no impact on me. He put me in a headlock and
shouted, "This is not going to end well for you. Submit!" Panting
heavily I wriggled free of his hold and leapt to my feet. Again I
was on the attack leaping with renewed vigor on top of him. He
caught me with his large paws extended and using my momentum
against me flipped me over and my body came crashing to the floor
with a loud thud. Josie was observing all of this, sitting
comfortably at a safe distance. In the corner of my eye I could see
her flinch as my body hit the ground. Again we embraced in a death
lock each of us refusing to give in. This went on for what seemed
like an eternity. Finally Vincent leaped to his feet and