Cat's  POV:

      I am not much into the conversation.

     I do not mean to be antisocial.

     I am a feline and  I am not much for sticking to one place.

     I love to travel. It is way more fun that way. Why get attached to anyone and ruin it?

      I have a phone bought for me by this old lady.          

      I eat at her place on Saturdays.

    On Sundays, I eat at the Millers, on Mondays at the Fields, and on Tuesdays at the orphanage.  

     On Wednesdays, I eat at the downtown Sushi Place. I love their fish.

     On Thursdays, I eat wherever I please.

      On Fridays, I eat at Sally's house because she serves chicken.

      I have such a busy schedule.

      I do not have time for emotional attachments.

     I have a voicemail, but I never return calls.

     It is not the humans, dogs, fish, birds, hamsters, and anyone's fault but my own.

      I suppose you don't care about all that stuff.

     I cannot say I blame you one bit.

      Here is my voicemail if you want to hear it:

       "Hello, this is  Marmalade Tabby. Meow, meow, I do not care.  I won't call you back, but if you leave me some fish, I might change my mind."       

      The story continues in Chapter 2  Butch Bull Dog

        bye-bye, little owlets!

      Summer out!