Cricket’s Adoption (Part 2)

By: Lynne Perkins (View Profile)

I stayed in that room for quite a few days and the nice small lady took me out of the metal box several times a day to pet me and look at my eye. The last day I was there, she looked me over very carefully and took off the strange thing on my eye. When she did, nothing much happened. I could still only see from the other side. But at least it didn’t hurt anymore. She stuck something sharp into my back and I whimpered a bit, but she held me close and talked to me until I quit crying. The man who was behind the desk the first day I arrived, came into the room. They talked a while and then he took me with him and I never saw that small nice lady again.

We went behind the big green doors where I had heard all the crying the first night I was there. Good, I thought, maybe I will find my three sisters. We walked down a long hallway and there were metal cages everywhere. This room was filled with all kinds of animals. Some I had never seen before. I was so small and some of them were huge! I started shaking because I didn’t want to be put in a cage with one of those big ones who were barking and showing me their teeth.

Some of them looked very friendly and I wanted to play with them, I had missed playing with my sisters so very much. Finally we stopped. He opened the door to an empty cage and in I went. It was a big cage and soon I was running back and forth and that sure felt good. It had been days since I could run and jump. The doggie next door was barking, but it was a friendly bark. He acted like he wanted to be friends. He stuck his tongue through the metal screen so I came closer to smell him. He smelled all right so I barked back at him, “Let’s be friends.” He barked, “Sure thing.”

We barked and licked each other most of the afternoon, running back and forth, playing.

I noticed many people coming in and out all the time. They would look at all of us in our cages and sometimes a cage would be opened and the dog would leave. I am not sure if that is a good thing or not. I am still not sure about all humans. Are there any more like the big ugly man? If so, I sure don’t want to go with any of those.

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