Another extract from the memoirs of Sharples the Cat
They say life is about learning. Living with humans more so. In my travels I have met all types from the ones who truly have a heart to the ones who would kick a chap when he is down.
On the streets you meet some heartless folk, only out for what they can get. You learn not to trust and always be alert. I have not always had the good fortune to live in warmth and comfort like I do now. Before my lady found me I lived on the streets of the town. Life was a rough affair. I was hunting for scraps in waste bins, getting yelled at and booted about.
‘He’s just a tramp!’
‘Get outta here’
These are the nicer things I heard as I journeyed looking for shelter. A gentleman would not dream of repeating the worst.
I found my lady and I know I have been a challenge as I showed little trust in her. However as the months of gone by I now understand her. To her I am not just a cat and she is not just a human.
© JG Farmer 2014