How I Got Here

Do you remember when I told you where I came from? Well you know now that I came from Fayette County. You are the only one that knows where I am really from, except for my staff. I usually tell all of the animals something else. I won't tell you every place I tell them right now, but I will tell you one place that I commonly use. Ready? I'll tell you now.



Me: Hi, I'm Oliver Fabulous Hobbes. What's your name?

Low Class Dog: My name is Skipper.

Me: Skipper? ::What kind of name is that??:: Where are you from?

Skipper: I'm from the pound. My family adopted me when I was three.

Me: Oh really?

Skipper: Yeah. What about you? Are you a rescue, too?

Me: ::I scoff and proceed with a British accent:: Oh goodness, no.

Skipper: No? Then where did you come from?

Me: I, Skipper, escaped from the rain forest in Costa Rica at the young age of nine months. You see, the San Diego zoo was preparing to accept some large, exotic jungle cats. I was one of them.

Skipper: REALLY?

Me: Oh yes. Now let me proceed with my story. The San Diego Zoo had sent some keepers to meet the wranglers half way. I traveled in a large, wooden crate that wobbled, jiggled, shook, and rocked at every second. There were originally eleven exotic cats, but when we made it to the half way point and they moved us, I soon realized that there were only five cats left, including myself.

Skipper: No! How'd they die?

Me: There was a brutal fight. That is when I decided that living in the zoo, was not the life for me. Especially with those creatures! So as soon as they opened my crate to transfer me, I bolted. But before I was free, I had to make it past thirty-seven guards, who all had loaded rifles, three locked doors (we were still on the boat), and swim four miles to shore.

Skipper: You must have been exhausted! What happened next?

Me: Well, Skipper, most cats would have just given up there. But not Oliver Fabulous Hobbes. I walked all of the was from California to Colorado. Then I managed to get a flight from Colorado to Texas. Once I arrived in Texas, I walked all of the way to Tennessee.

Skipper: All of the way to Tennessee?

Me: Yes, Skipper, I walked all of the way to Tennessee. Once I arrived in Tennessee, I climbed in the back of a truck that was parked in a store parking lot. I figured I could take a little cat nap back there. Next thing I knew, I was in the middle of no where! There were HUGE trees around me. Everywhere I looked there were trees as tall as the clouds and grass over my head. I walked for a while until I came up on a road; a long road with lots of curves. I followed that road for what seemed like forever. After I walked for a very long time, I came up on a house. This house was rather large and was colored white. I decided to explore this house and see if they had any food for me to eat.

Skipper: You're a cat. You could've just caught mice, right?

Me: Oh, goodness no! Skipper, an exotic feline like me does not eat rodents. Never. I decided to stay at this house for a little while and see if they left any food around. After a day or two, this lady saw me and offered me some food. "Here kitty kitty kitty...you want some food? Poor starving baby." I couldn't let her think that I was desperate, so I didn't go into her garage, where the food was. I waited until she went inside, before I quickly scarfed up the food she left. But the lady was watching. As soon as I entered, I heard a loud "vmshhhhhhh" sound. It was the garage door shutting. I was worried that the door would close on my luxurious tail, so I didn't bolt out.

Skipper: Luxurious? ::snicker::

Me: Oh yes, my tail is luxurious.

Skipper: Of course...

Me: Anyways, where was I. Oh yes, after the door shut, the lady came back in the garage, gave me more food, and forced me to eat some more. Then she went inside and I could here her talking to someone on this box looking thing.

A few days later, this family came and tried to pet me and hold me. I did not want to be babied. I was going to be sent to the San Diego Zoo for meowing out loud!

After they left, I thought that all was well. But no. The lady caught me (I actually let her catch me), put me in this wire box, and then put that in the back of her car. After a long car ride, we arrived in this street full of houses. It was kind of strange... She rang this thing by the door that made a loud, "ding!" which made this other lady come to the door.

Skipper: What a strange contraption...

Me: Well, after the woman came to the door, the other lady carried the wire box in and placed it in the room. The two ladies talked in muffled tones for a while, and then the lady that brought me there left. A normal cat would be a nervous wreck by now. But not Oliver Fabulous Hobbes! I was very brave. The next thing I knew, the new lady had unlatched the wire box's door and I was free! In a much smaller house though. This lady turned out to have a family living with her. They were supposedly her husband and kids. This family turned out to be my staff. Some other members of my current staff are the two dogs, Millie & Bosco. The third dog is my partner in crime. His name is Piper. I now live here permanently. What a life!

~Meow