“Aoi,”the old woman called me,”You're dinner is getting cold. Come down already and eat!”
I yawn and lazily stretched before rising from the balcony on fours then patted lightly to the kitchen. She sets my bowl of rice and kibbles to the exact corner and I swayed my tail gratefully then ate.
“Good my little darling,”she smiled as she rubbed my head,”If you eat your bowl clean, you can have slices of apples for dessert!”
Yes! Apples! I didn't get any for a week!
My old human companion has been so kind to me since I could remember. She took me in when I was a small runt and name me Aoi because of my eyes. She had no problem allowing me to stay even when I'm old enough to go on my own. In fact she always said she took pity me for the troubles that hid in my eyes. It’s true. Later on, sometimes I was disturbed in my sleep probably nightmares that I couldn't relate. She took me to New York where it gotten