It all happend so suddenly. How abrupt was the change like a cascading river pouring on your head and shorcircuting your keyboard causing your whole body to go seize and thrash about. This was how it was for me. One minute I was sitting on the computer, the next my body was hurtled into that of an agile pussycat with paws and claws and something dead in my mouth. I wandered for days looking through my forest talking in my new tongue to anyone who would happen to pass by like a family of quails that jumped and scuttled by as I reached them. Here I was alone in a great forest where nobody knew my name and even worse stll, neither did I. As I sat there, a spider monkey came up to me and asked if I was lost. As I went to respond, he grabbed a berry and began ambushing me along with his friends until I ate him. It's not as delightful as you might think to eat raw monkey. Anyways, as luck might have it, that monkey only came down from the great heights above because it was trapped in a cage as was I now. Karma's a bitch. So maybe I should have sticked to the trees or maybe I should stop hallucinating so vividly but what happend next was epic. A local from the area found me the next morning and smiled at me as I groggily looked back still haff asleep yet apprehensive. I aksed him what his problem was and to my shock, he could understand me as he was also fluent in cat. He told me he was going to sell my pelt to the black market. I convinced him that he could get more money by teaching me how to hunt for him seeing as how I knew the forest like the back of my paw....which was bullshit but desporate times call for desporate measures. The man took me home with him after going to the market to sell some skins and said I could star work the next day. That night I crept into town and got to work settinng up in the vender where I saw my taxidermied buddies assuuming the most unlikely poses. If people don't do that to eachother because it's scary, why do it to us? Anyways I set myself up on a plank of wood sitting on my hind two feet and reaching up into the air with my paws with my mouth hanging open until it went dry and my back hurt. I realized holding this position indefinitely would suck so i took a more natural pose with a branch to hold onto and there i sat waiting, listening and occasionally askng one of the other animals what time it is while realizing they were dead again. The plan worked anyway. I was the first one sold as I looked very life like andso I was sold to a Canadian tourist who's now my buddy....and life goes on
Unknown "Slave #20102" - 16 years, 4 months, 15 days ago