Saturday, September 1, 2012
A New Home
I am taken from the silver table and placed back in her bag. I hear the zipper noise as darkness takes over everything around me. Then the noise of the motor gets louder and...off we go! I arrive at my new home only 20 minutes later. A bed is made and a toilet prepared. These are such strange things to me. I feel better after food is put down on the floor and I am able to drink clean water. The woman leaves and a man picks me up, puts me in a cloth and comforts me until my eyes close. I feel at peace. I am warm and safe, finally.
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