I had Jane over a barrel for months.  Had her twisted round my little finger, I did.   Oh, how I loooooove having my human at my beck and call.

Honestly, though, I didn’t know if I could trust her at all—when I think of that witch I had in the old house—how could I ever trust a human again.

There was something about this human, though, that made me feel, well, somewhat safe.  But just to be sure, I had to keep up my hissing act.  Now, let’s seeeeee…let me crank up that hiss button again.  I’ll try it out behind this tree.  Hisss!  No, louder!  HISSSSS!!  Not bad.  Now longer HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! Yesss!  Got it.  Now back to the house where I test her mettle.

Into the house I go.  Oh no, she’s coming close, with a “Hey, ther, kitty kitty…”  HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!  She backs off!  Ha!  Not bad at all.  Getting her well trained.  I’ll just sit and watch.  She comes near, she gets the hiss.  She tries again, there’s always the claws.

She wants to pet me… or hit me.  Which is it?  Never mind. HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!  And she backs off.  So we have a mutual truce for 3 months.  Now look who’s annoyed.  She hasn’t tried to come close again.  Maybe she’s going to throw me out.  Hmmmm, that means no food.  I’d better give this one a try.

I don’t like this house at all.  Too much noise, too many stray cats coming in and out, and she puts food out for them all!!! What kind of human is this? 

What’s this???  What’s with all these boxes?   Let me see…this one looks interesting.  Let’s get inside and find out.

Nooooooooooooooo !  It’s all dark in here!!! Help!  Let me out!!!  I’m bumping up and down.  What’s going on??   MEEEEEEOWWRRRR!!!  MEEEEEEOWWRRRR!!! 

MEEEEEEOWWRRRR!!!  Whew!  That’s better!  She heard me, and she’s opening the box!   Lemme out!  Gonna take a bite outta those ankles.  How dare she scare me like that..

Wha_ the!!!  Where’e the street?  What happened to all the cars whizzing past the house?  Hey!   A garden!  Flowers!  Have I died and gone to heaven?  And what’s that valley down there?  Where are the other houses?  Omigod!  Are we alone here?  Do I have a house all to myself, without all those pesky felines dropping in all the time?  Lemme go inspect the premises. 

Oh, so there are other houses, but they’re all on the west side.  And more gardens.  Wonder if there are other humans here.   There’s my tree.  Oh goodness…a brook, lot s of trees, and birds!  I could get used to this quite easily.

Ahhh, sunshine galore, and lots of outdoors to explore. 

“ Kitty, kitty”  she’s calling me in to dinner.  Let’s see what’s in the dish this time.  I liked the raw steak she gave me in the house down the valley—‘bout the only thing wotth staying there for.  And the hissing act.  I must admit I’d honed it to a fine art down there.  I’ve trained her to know her place, my human, and she’d better keep it that way.

Oh my goodness!  Rain!  Great whopping drops!  I’m flying in for shelter!  Oops, so is she!  We fly in the door together, and she slips on the rug!!  Now who’d be such a nit as to put a rug there!! She lands on her back, I fly into the air, and I land smack-dab on her tummy.  She wraps her arms protectively around me, HISSSSSSSsssssssssssPURRRRPURRRPURRRRRRRR.  Omigod, what bliss…I didn’t know it could feel like this! No!  I must keep up the act!  She musn’t know!  HISSSSSSSsssssssssssPURRRRPURRRPURRRRRRRR.   Heck, I can’t help myself.  This is too, tooooo good.  I’ll let her hold me for a while, but only just a while.  Musn’t let on I kinda like her.  Ohhh, this must be heaven.  She’s saying “Molly, oh Molly”, and I’m melting, melting, relaxing at last.  She’s the one… I’ll drop the hiss for now.