It happened one night...

It is still early in the morning…and I’m in no mood to get up…I snuggled deeper into the bed covers…he was downstairs but his scent still lingered in the bed…as I breathed in deeply…I thought of that night…when it all started….

It was a night like any other. I was outside one of my favorite eating joints. And that’s when I saw him. He had the gentlest eyes I had ever seen. His laughter was infectious. It was love at fist sight. He was with someone else and she was sleek and gorgeous. But that didn’t matter to me. I followed him inside quietly. As she walked in with him, all eyes turned to look at her. She was basking in all the attention and admiration for she was beautiful. But I had eyes only for him. I watched them together as she snuggled against him. My insides burnt with envy as I watched him stroke her…wishing I was in her place instead….oh to be caressed by his loving hands…I shivered with delight at the very thought. I returned to that place often in the next couple of weeks hoping to catch a glimpse of him. She was always with him but one night I could sense that something was different between them. She was pulling away from him. As I watched them that night, a small glimmer of hope flickered in my heart….

And then for several days there was no sign of him. I was miserable. And then one day, he turned up. Alone. Quiet. I listened to the hushed whispers around him and learnt that she had left him. Without any warning. My heart ached for him. But I knew she was always wrong for him. He deserved better. Like me. I watched him quietly for a couple of days…never quite able to gather up the courage to go upto him.

Then one day, I finally mustered whatever lil courage I had and went upto him. He looked at me with those beautiful eyes not speaking at all. Feeling a lil bold, I went closer and touched him. He just looked me for what seemed like an eternity. And then he reached out and put an arm around me. It was as if we simply understood each other. For we were both alone. He took me to his home that night. As we lay there next to each other, I felt safe and secure. And loved.

Its been more than a month now since we’re together. And every day is like a dream. As I snuggled deeper into the warmth of his bed, torn between the desire to stay in bed or go down for breakfast I heard him call out my name from downstairs. I jumped out of bed for I was starving. He laughed when he saw me and poured the milk. As he bent down to place my saucer before me, I looked at him…my master. I mewed with delight and drank happily for I was the luckiest cat ever.