Beloved Pet

When you drew your lot in life, you got the short end of the stick. Mom and Dad didn’t want to have kids, so they yelled a lot. You tried to be good, but Mom was busy working, cleaning and cooking, and Dad was drunk a lot. They tossed you back and forth, saying, “Go ask your father,” or “Go pester your mother.” Over the years, you watched as they slowly turned more and more gray. When your family moved to this suburb, everyone here already had friends and didn’t need new ones. You tried everything, but no one had any time for you. So, you slipped into loneliness and depression. A group of bad kids targeted you, dogging you on the way home. You hid from them whenever possible. One day they caught up with you. They circled around you, poking and prodding, slapping and kicking. They laughed at you for crying. You crawled back home and hid in the closet under the stairs. You dreamed of a better place. When you finally tried to leave the closet, you couldn’t reach the doorknob. You had four legs and a tail. You yapped and howled until Mom came. She scowled down at you, then picked you up. You tried lapping her face and wagging your tail to let her know it was you. You barked and barked, “Mom! Mom! It’s me!” But she was too angry. She cursed you for being in the house and tossed you out. Alone in the world, you got snapped at by bigger dogs and ran from a mean, old cat. That first night, you thought you were going to freeze to death, huddled under the porch of a neighbor’s house. You whimpered and cried. Then, a little boy’s face peered into your hiding place. He smiled and reached in to pick you up. He was so gentle. He petted you and said sweet things. You like your new life. The little boy takes good care of you. He lets you go with him wherever he goes and plays with you all the time. More importantly, he loves you. Since your Chrysalis, you’ve met other people like you who teach you things. They don’t make you go to school and they don’t remind you how worried your family must be about you. One man, a dog pooka too, comes to get you once a week and takes you around to show you about the dangers of the world. He’s kind and friendly, though he doesn’t really like to play anymore, only sometimes. He gets grumpy when you tug at his ears and tail. Concept: You have discovered happiness in the guise of your affinity. A kind and loving family has taken you into their home and are raising you as their own. You couldn’t be more content. There’s nothing you wouldn’t do for your new family. Your loyalty knows no bounds. Being a human was a letdown, but as a beloved pet, you have found everything your life lacked before. This is the life.

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