Re-birth

I was cold ... and afraid .... and the noises were almost unbearable. The roar of vehicles on the roadway. I had an idea of what they were, and what humans used them for. They smelled foul ... like old socks and rotten cheese. But humans were happy inside of them. They would sit and smile and chat and carry on as if nothing else mattered. Maybe it didn't to them. But I hated the vehicles. Loud. Smelly. Aways the rush of air when they passed by. I was so small. Suddenly a hand grabbed me. A gentle hand. And I found myself closing my eyes. Wondering what if .... what if ....

Everything was a haze for what seemed like a very long time. I heard voices. I heard noises that I have not heard before. I slid into my safe place inside my mind. You know what place I am refering too. Where the humans talk and I totally zone out and do not hear them. And I am accused of ignoring them, or I am showing a disinterest in them, or that I have 'selective amnesia'. In reality I am in a self induced trance, where I am safe and warm and fuzzy.

And the next thing I know - I am inside a dwelling. A house. A human house. But not with one human, but two. I could tell by their smiles, their voices; that they were friendly .... caring .... loving. But most importantly, I could tell by their eyes; the windows to the soul, that they were friends. They were family.

And that, my friends, is how I came to live in this house.