Chapter 2
I hear barking, and I turn around, startled. Then I see them. Two enormous greyhounds approaching me, teeth bared, snarling and barking. I run for my life, and they are close on my tail. Then I feel it. The enormous pain of the sharp teeth digging into the end of my tail. I feel the blood spurting,and I turn around, seeing the greyhound with my blood on his teeth. I know what to do, having watched my mother so many times. I bear my claws and dig into his soft wet nose, leaving 4 bloody trails along it, and the dog howls in pain. Both dogs run off, one in pain and the other afraid to face the same. I go off to an alley and then I see him. Another cat, much larger than myself. He comes over, and I see the tabby pattern on his back. He looks at my tail. He then bends down and started licking the bite wound, cleaning away the blood and dirt. I wince when his rough tounge tuches my sensitive wound, but then ease down and know that he is only trying to help. I fall asleep, and when I wake, he is gone, no sign that there was another animal there exept for the meat lying next to me. I eat hungrily, filling my tiny stomach and getting ready for the next day. I know I must stay in the shadows, for in the blaring sunlight I am sure that there would be another butcher ready to mince me up and serve me to high paying custemers. I feel that I should stay here, but my heart tells me to go and get out, wander, and explore the new day that has been granted to me.
