My new home!

I like my box. My box with my pink blanket is my home. It's been my home since those terrible things happened to me. Today my home went someplace. I dunno where, but my home was moving. I slept. When it stopped, I waited for a while. Then my box opened and this lady picked me up. I tried to get a better look around by climbing to her shoulder. Apparently this was not a good idea, because I was put back in my box. The box moved again. For a long time this time. Then the moving stopped and the lady was carrying the box.

"We're home, Millie." Another home?

She put it down and took me out of the box and put me in another box with a door with holes in it. I could look around. A big cat came near the box and started sniffing. I hissed at him and he hissed back. His name is Gizzy. He told me he is the Number One Cat. Then he left. The lady opened the door to the new box, then she left. I was in a nice room, all by myself. I got out of the new box and looked for a place to hide. I found a good place under a bureau.
She came back and took my favorite pink blanket and put it in the closet, under a shelf near the floor. It's a space just big enough for me, and I went there as soon as she left.

I was alone, but I was safe. After a while the lady came back and put some food and water nearby. I was hungry so I ate it all. She came in to look at me. I stayed in the back of the closet. When she left there was more food. I ate more. I was alone in the room, so after I while I went exploring. There was a nice window, so I jumped up and looked out the window for a while. I could see outside and smell the smells. It was good.

Later I used the litter box and looked around. The lady had left the door open this time. There is another cat, I know because I can smell her, but she hasn't come to introduce herself. I went exploring. I found the big cats' litter box, and I was checking it out, but the lady came by and I ran back to my place. I think I'm gonna like it here. This home is already better than my box.