Class Pet

I awake still stuck in this trap THEY made for me. My food dish is empty and my water bottle is dry.

My long ears pick up a sound. THEY’RE coming! With all the loud noise and tiny hands poking and grabbing at me. I decide to pretend I’m dead.

I’m holding still when one walks in. It’s only the BIG ONE. This one’s not so bad. THEY open the top of my trap and I jump up, trying for freedom. THEY bark at me and push me away, then dump food in my dish and fill my water bottle.

I’m so happy to have food that I don’t notice when THE OTHERS arrive. They squeal and screech, piercing my sensitive ears. One runs up to my trap and sticks something through the bars. I chew it. It’s not a stick or food, it’s one of THEIR toys that I see them playing with all the time.

Another sticks THEIR fingers in my trap. I bite THEM and they make a horrible noise when I do. The BIG ONE picks up the screeching one and barks at me. I decide to lay back down and pretend to be dead again.