Brave New World

The two humans gave me a name. Keldan. At the moment they assigned me a name, I left behind my original name. That part of my life is over. These two humans, and this big house were now part of my life. And what a big house! Hmmmmm so many different scents. Nice ones and bad ones. I immediately began rubbing my face upon anything that I wanted to, leaving MY scent. MY home. MINE. MINE. MINE. Then .... I saw him. Sitting there all still and silent on the carpet in the next room. Stationed by the door, as if he were the gardian of not only the room, but the house. He was brownish gray, and oh so still. The bubble had burst. I was not alone. There was another. I stared at him. I stared and stared and stared. He didn't move, and neither did I. My eyes bore into his. I didn't move a muscle. Not a strand of fur. Blink! He was going to blink before me. And that would mean that I won. I love the blinking game, by the way. I play it with the two humans and I always win. Well ..... the old fool would not blink! For a long time we stared at each other. I was beginning to wonder if perhaps I would blink first. I cannot let that happen. He would win! No, no, no, no. That would not do. My new house. Not his. One of the humans walked toward the brownish gray still cat. Good! Maybe he would look away. Maybe he would blink. Then I would win. The human bent down and scooped the brownish gray cat up into his arms. All of the sudden I heard this horrible crash. The human dropped him. Right onto the floor. THUMP. The brownish gray cat did not move. Perhaps he passed. Died. No more. I slowly crept into the next room, sniffing all the way. No scent. My nose did not detect another cat scent. I was almost upon him. Sniff, sniff, sniff. I froze. OMG!!!! The stupid brownish gray cat was only a statue! As I purred and breathed a sign of relief, I felt foolish. Pleased but foolish. The house was mine. But I had so much to learn. And right now I wanted to know where do I go to the bathroom?