The Lost Mother
It was a warm afternoon in New York City; Oliver was taking a nap near the window of the front door.
Just then Georgette came into the living room and saw Oliver taking a nap, she smiled and sighed. She left him there and went to the kitchen.
Oliver was having a dream about his family; he was enjoy the nap when he heard a bunch of dogs barking, they were barking so loud that they woke him up. He looked out the window and saw a silver looking kitten was being chase by some dogs, the kitten race around the corner while the dogs follow him.
Oliver was angry at this and started to chase after them. The kitten kept running and running, till he came to a dead end. The dogs spotted him and they we're ready to attack when Oliver bellowed his voice.
Oliver: STOP RIGHT THERE!
The dogs turned and saw him looking very cross.
Dog: Look kid this doesn't considered you.
Oliver: Well if there's one thing I can't stand is a bunch of big tough dogs, picking on a poor defenseless kitten like him.
Dog: He stole a stake that we work hard to get from us and then while we were chasing it he drop it into the water!
Oliver: Well I do apologize for that, but can you blame him? A big and smart dogs like you can get food easily from some people, while us cats struggle to get food, we be luckily enough to get some fish in the pond! The least you can do is give him a piece or find some food for him.
The dogs looked at each other, then back at Oliver.
Dog: You got a point; we would have given it to him if he asked. Alright we'll let him off the hook this time, but if we ever fine him again stealing our food, then we won't hold back.
With that they left. Oliver looked at the kitten and walked slowly up to him.
Oliver: Hey, are you okay?
The kitten looked startled. He looked at Oliver.
Kitten: Yes, thank you.
Oliver: Think nothing of it.
Then Oliver looked at him again something about him was strange. The kitten stared at Oliver too.
Oliver: I'm sorry, it's just you look familiar to me.
Kitten: Me too, you look like someone I know.
Then the kitten gasped.
Kitten: Stuart?
Oliver was shocked.
Oliver: Stuart? Why no one has call me that except…
Now Oliver gasped as well.
Oliver: Falcon, is that you?
The cats just looked at each other for a minute, till they heard a voice in the distance.
Georgette: Oliver, where are you?!
Oliver: Over here Georgette!
Falcon looked and saw a poodle coming to ally, he quickly hid behind Oliver. Georgette was worried.
Georgette: Oliver what were you thinking running off like that?! Do you want Jenny to feel really worried about you?
Oliver: I'm sorry Georgette, but these dogs were chasing a kitten and I had to stop them.
Georgette: A cat?
Georgette turned and saw Falcon hidden behind Oliver. She then looked at him again.
Oliver: Georgette, I want to meet Falcon, my brother.
Georgette's eyes were now wide to Oliver.
Georgette: Your brother?
Falcon step aside and looked at Georgette with worry. Georgette looked at him and she did notice some similarities between him and Oliver. Oliver was worry that Georgette might kick him out or take Oliver away from him.
Georgette: Oliver, how come you never mention him before?
Oliver: Well it was a long time ago, we got separated from each other when we were just kittens, he was part of the litter of kittens that were trying to get adopted and he was one of the last ones to get adopted, so I haven't spoken to him ever sense.
Georgette: What about your mother, surely she must have taken you back or something.
Falcon: We got separated from her too.
Georgette looked at him.
Falcon: That's one of the reasons we are in the box, she got taken away by someone and we didn't know what to do, so we just were put in that box. I'm glad I found you again Stuart.
Georgette: Stuart?
Oliver: That was my real name, before I came to live with you guys.
Falcon looked at Oliver then at Georgette.
Falcon: So you live with a poodle?
Georgette: Poodle?! You're looking at a six-time champion dog right here. I'm the world most famous dog you know.
Falcon: Well good for you, you must get lots of famous dogs knocking at your door then.
Georgette was a bit annoyed, Oliver couldn't help but to chuckle a bit.
Georgette: Well look, don't you have a home to get to or something?
Falcon: No. Well I use to live in a home, but they kicked me out, so now I'm an alley cat again.
Oliver felt sorry for Falcon; he hadn't spoke to him in a long time. He turned and looked at Georgette.
Georgette: I know what you're thinking and normally I say no, but he is your brother and it's really up to Jenny and her family. Alright he can come live with us if he wants.
Falcon looked at her.
Falcon: Really?
Georgette: Yes, as long you don't bother me too much, I'm a famous poodle and I have lots of things to do to get myself ready for every dog show.
Oliver: Georgette not the most fun dog around, but she is great nice really.
Falcon though for a moment he never lived with a dog before and he just got chase by some dogs, but Oliver seems to trust her, and she does seem like the type that doesn't really care too much.
Falcon: Okay I'll come live with you.
Oliver hugged his brother and they followed Georgette back to the house, where they knew Jenny would be waiting. They reach the house and Falcon was amaze at it.
Falcon: Wow, what a place.
Georgette: It is a sight isn't it?
Just then they heard a voice of a girl.
Jenny: Oliver Georgette is that you?
She came down and petted both of them.
Jenny: Thank goodness you're both okay, you had me worry for a bit.
Oliver nuzzled and purred at her till she scratched his favor spot; she looked and saw another kitty in the room. She gently put Oliver down and went over to the new kitten.
Jenny: Well hello, how did you find us?
Kitten moved back a bit he was scared, Jenny smiled, then she noticed something.
Jenny: Way you look like Oliver over there, wait. Oliver is this your brother?
Oliver meowed in saying yes. Jenny looked down and smiled a bit.
Jenny: Where's your owner?
Falcon put his head down in sadness.
Jenny: Oh I see, well you can say with us if you like, but I have to ask my parents when they come back from work.
Falcon looked up and sees that there was kindness in this girl he then jumped and purred.
Jenny: I have a butler named Winston, he's busy in the backyard, but I'll let him meet you when he's done. I'll go and get you some food you must be really hungry.
She put Falcon down and went to the kitchen to make him some food.
Oliver: So what'd you think?
Falcon: It's only been a minute, but I like this place a lot more then my previous owner.
Georgette: Well enjoy your stay; I'm going to fresh up a bit, welcome to the house.
Oliver: Falcon; did you find her?
Falcon: No, I miss her a lot.
Oliver: Me too.