Aiden

Well.... im at home and im workin on the book. [refer to 1,000,000th post thread to see what im talking about]
here's day two!

Day 2:
The next day started, in a lot of ways, the same as it was for those weeks in the “kennel”. The humans I now was forced to call my family fed me that same dry bits of food but this food had had little bits of fish shaped kernels. The humans just get stranger and stranger….
They moved about in the domain that was now “home” in a rush. I sat on the windowsill watching as they ran here and there; picking up objects and putting on protection for their feet they call “shoes”. Funny words for funny beings. The smaller humans carried great sacks on their backs that held papers and “books”. Then they ran out into the rainy street to go off to “school”.
Lucky bastards. Even though I don’t envy the fact that they must trek through the cold, wet rain to get to their destination.
I found out the hard way that the humans also had a dog. Right before the lead female left for “work”, she let the beast loose into the house. It ran right towards me and bared its teeth. I retorted with a swipe at its nose with an outstretched claw. But this caused the female to lock me up in that accursed box. I sat in the back of the box and cried a bit at the injustice. But a new voice soon caught my attention.
“No use doin’ that kid. It’ll only make them do worse to ya,” the voice said.
“Where are you?” I called out, peering out of my box to see who it was.
“No need to yell, now. Look up.”
I followed her instructions and looked to find a bird. But this bird from the ones outside, she had brilliant green feathers and a hooked beak. A parrot….
“So,” she said, “Aren’t you gonna tell me your name?”
“They call me Aiden,” I said.
“Not the humans certainly,” she squawked out a laugh.
Yes, it had occurred to me that the humans had given me a wretched pet name. ‘Artie’, they called me. If I hadn’t been sick from the ride in that metal monster, I’d have blown more chunks.
“That stupid name is not who I am. I am Aiden the 2nd, after my father,” I said stubbornly.
“Well to them, you’re Artie,” she said, an insolent smile in her voice.
“Well, what do they call you, then?” I said.
“Catrin,” she told me, “Welcome home Artie.”

heres Day one if yns are too lazy to go look for it

Day 1:
They call me Aiden. It was the name of my father. A mighty warrior of the land the humans call “Scotland”. He found my mother wandering one day in a vast expanse of green field, lost in the new territory of her human’s new homeland. She was a beautiful white cat with red on her paws and down her back, as am I. As soon as my mother birthed my brothers, sisters and I, her humans gave us up for “adoption”. A strange word apparently meaning to abandon us basically in an infirmary where we are confined to metal boxes they call “kennels” and feed us dry bits of food.

Here, many times a day, small humans walk through to examine us. Often picking us up and squeezing the lives out of you. They smell almost as bad as the dogs next door sometimes. It was after many weeks that we started to be taken by the humans, my family and myself. A particularly smelly and sticky human came after 5 of us were already taken. I couldn’t tell if it was a male or female but the sound it made when it saw me was just as bad as all the sounds the dogs make in the middle of the night.

After the humans conversed, they put me in a smaller plastic version of the box I was kept in and stuck me in the back of their metal monsters to take me to their domain. And so it began….

http://www.killermovies.com/forums/f53/

It'd probably get more recognition here

Isnt there a forum for this.. ?

fine ill wait for the mods to move it
till then enjoy it!

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too long didn....

Originally posted by Ax3l
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