The C that found me.

It all started on Tuesday afternoon when I was eating my kitty kibble and went to take a nap on my kitty bed Just as I laid down on my Cat bed the doorbell ringed. River my Owner opened it. Two large men came in they wore pitch black coats and the were very mysterious. The Taller one spoke first in a gruff voice he said: "Do you have a cat?" My Owner river replied  "Yes but......" she was cut short for the shorter man ran and grabbed me them he dashed out the door with his companion behind him "No stop!" My owner river cried but her shouts were drowned out from the chorus of London. 

Chapter one.

The two men put me in a carped crate with another cat closed the back of the old ford truck and started the engine. We drove for more than an hour and then finely the truck stopped in front of a torn down garage with graphiti covering it. The cold cobble stone were was

worn and many stones where missing from the pathway. "Well Well here we are!" the shorter man said slyly. By the time we were put into some larger cages and given some old kibble with bad smelling water to drink I had had enough I missed river and I screeched at the top of my voice  "I WANT TO GO HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" of course to the two men it was only a very loud Meow! the two men came over to my cage and the taller one said sternly "You little musket keep quite or else no food or water for you!".   For the rest of that day i was quite as quite as a mouse." 

Rivers point of view.