Needy the Orphan Cat

I am Needy and I just turned a year old today but I just couldn't help but to feel melancholy. Out of the blue, I remembered mom and miss her so much; the way she breastfed me, groomed me with her soft tongue and nuzzled me up. But I'm disappointed, I can't recall the way she looks?

We were separated when I was a week old. Till today, I could only remember that dreadful "grip" that took me away from her. I was crying helplessly "Mommy! Mommy! Help me!" but I she wasn't there. Sometimes I felt a twinge of remorse as I didn't get to say goodbye or that I love her so much for bringing me to this world.

That very day, I was left on a pavement to fend for myself in a foreign place. I can't smell that familiar scents in the air anymore, "Mommy! Mommy! where are you?" I cried but there is just silence in the air. I was frightened with the new environment not knowing of where and how am I going to survive, giddy as I am not accustomed to constant motion and starving as I am constantly hungry. And so, I brave myself to explore further. I walked and walked and cried along the way, then, I'm finally at a foot step of a house. I guess my cries had alarmed the owners that I noticed the door opened...

Now this home is and I am staying with my adopted parents who showers me with fun toys, delicious food and endless love. The...

WHAT!? Why am I doing this?...I was only going to post his adorable picture but sometimes I can get carried away. I guess I'm just inspired after looking at Needy's picture and decide to write a story. I hope the story don't send you to snoozefest...lol. Anyway, that's my mediocre(I guess its more lower than that!) take on fiction.