Her life was a simple. For as long as she remembered, she'd wake up, help Sir and Miss up, start breakfast, fetch Sir's paper, set the table, and they'd all dine together. Her, Sir, and Miss. She even remembered when Sir had brought her home from the studio.
He had presented the little fluff covered calico anthromorphic his beloved, big red bow holding back her multiple long dark curls, little red dress and black shiny shoes, her big innocent blues staring into the woman's own pair. "Oh! My! Dearest! What is this?! She's so precious!"
The Animator set the little one down gently to play as he explained to his wife. "I know you said you wanted to wait a few more years, but, " He gestured a hand down to the fluffy child, pawing at the couch curiously. "Her show had been cancelled before it even aired, she had nowhere to go, so I thought..."
The woman beamed, picked up the child and played with the fluff of her hair. "She's so adorable! I can't believe it! Thank you, Dear! Ah- What's her name?"
"Well, that's up to you, Love."
A gentle hand took the tiny cartoons face and studied it for a moment, making the little one smile and try to paw at the human's face. Her gloved hand accidentally hit her scarlet ribbon, letting her chocolate curls fall into her face. "My goodness, aren't you graceful?" The woman chuckled, "Oh! That's it. We'll call her Grace."
It had been a couple of years since that day. She lived with Sir and Miss, and did her very best to make them proud. They even got her a little locket that displayed where she lived and who she belonged to, as if she was a pet, but she didn't mind. Her friends said it made her look distinguished...whatever that meant. Speaking of which,
"Well, I'll be, I say, I say, I'll be a monkey's uncle, if it ain't little old Gracey fetching Mister Michael's morning paper!" The old looney toon called out from next door.
"G-Good Morning Mr. Leghorn!"
"Now, I said it before, Missy G, it's just good old Uncle Foggy to you!"
"Yes sir!" She gave a tiny salute before heading in with a smile. Sir and Mr. Leghorn had worked together for years, becoming good friends, and eventually neighbors. Same case was with the neighbor on the other side of her home, but that was for another time. She needed to finish breakfast.