In Jonathan’s mind by L.B
This morning I woke up to the horrible sound of Patricia's alarm again.
It does that every morning and I can't stand it because I want to stay asleep huddled up next to
patricia.
Today It was weird though because this morning it went off earlier than it usually does and I
wonder why. Patricia jumped out of bed, had her breakfast, gave me mine, grabbed her bag
and we jumped into a taxi and drove for a long time. We eventually got to a place that seemed
familiar. Then, it got back to me. Patricia's going on holiday and I’m staying with that awful
family with noisy parents who smoke, 4 year old twins and a baby, but worse of all they have a
chihuahua called Samy. He's really aggressive and he absolutely hates me.
We pulled over in front of the house and I started to really stress out. I knew I was going to have
an horrible time. And worse of all,I couldn't even ask Patricia how long I will be staying with
these people. She gave me a kiss goodbye and left.
As soon as I entered the house, that chihuahua started to bark with his high pitched voice.
Humans don't understand what animal noises mean but I understand everything and every time
Samy barks at me it’s always something very rude.
So now, Patricia's gone and I’m in this house with these people and their dog that I dont like at
all. It's been about an hour and it's time for me to eat, one of the parents called my name and
Samy,as I was eating, came up behind me and jumped on me aggressively. Then he scoffed
both of our meals, so I went to bed hungry.While I was sleeping at - I don't know how late at
night- the baby started to cry intensely. I just had enough so I went outside to get something to
eat, lucky for me the neighbours were still eating dinner and I ate their scraps.
The next morning after roaming across the streets all night before I could even get to my food,
Samy had already eaten everything so I started the day with an empty stomach. I was starting
to get a little bored so I looked around for something to do, then, I saw a fly going in circles
around the room ; I looked for somewhere to jump up and catch it, spotted the curtains, leaped
off the couch and landed on the curtains but then everything broke and fell to the floor. The dad
grabbed me by the scruff and threw me outside. After a few hours the mum and the twins came
looking for me and brought me back home.
A few days passed and I started to really miss Patricia. Everyday was pretty much the same
thing: I didn't eat much because of that dog, I was constantly getting kicked out of the house for
no reason and I was having a horrible time just like I always did.
One morning, I got to the food before samy did and ate his while I was at it. When he got there
he was mad and chased me to the other side of the neighbourhood.
It had been about two weeks now and I couldn't stand being in this house anymore, I thought of
running away but that isn't a good idea.
I also started to feel like Patricia was never going to come back and that was making me feel
very lonely, until one day the door opened; this time it wasnt the dad coming home from work or
the postman or one of their friends, it was finally Patricia! I jumped out into her arms and stayed
there until we got back home.
That night I was so happy to finally be home, eat properly and be with patricia.
By the way, just letting you know that I'm a 6 year old siamese cat and my name is Jonathan.