Marley's World Part 1

I don't really understand how I ended up in this home. The first memories I have of my master and mistress was of this soft resilient bed they laid me on. It was so comfortable I ended up sleeping in it for awhile. I later realized it was my soon-to-be-master's warm tummy I was lying on.

It was so confusing when I was pulled away from those other furry creatures who looked like me. I no longer had that "milk" the Tall ones call, readily available from mother. In fact the last few days I tried to have some, she didn't want to give me anymore. She was so cruel!

The Tall one with the warm tummy took me to his "home". I was hoping for "milk" but he gave me some hard and crunchy stuff to feed on. It took a lot of getting used to. After awhile, the crunchies weren't so bad. They actually tasted really good.  It seemed I was expected to sleep in this brown box that was so unfamiliar. I wasn't going to have that. I whined and cried and made as much noise possible until the Tall one with the warm tummy came and picked me up to sleep next to him. 

Perfect. This scent I could get used to. This warmth I would enjoy for as long as I can. Maybe whining and crying can get this Tall one wrapped around my cute little paws. That's what I thought

However, Tall one with the warm tummy left me alone a lot. That wasn't fun. I knew he wasn't inside the  place he called "home". He would be gone for hours and hours. I took comfort in the scent he left behind. The strongest of his scent came from this dark closet with soft folded things he called "boxer shorts" and "socks". I wish he would leave me more crunchies.

At one point , Tall one with the warm tummy picked me up to face this bright flat thing that had another Tall one inside it. He would push my sleepy face on it and say, "Marley, there's mommy!". It's all so confusing.

First of all, who is this "Marley"? Second, what the hell is a "mommy"? I started to realize that this "Marley" seem to refer to me.  Whenever Tall one with the warm tummy would say it loudly, it's usually when I had one of his boxer shorts and socks in my mouth. I thought at first that "Marley" meant that I was in for a smack in the head. But later on he would also use it when my crunchies  were ready.

I was always curious about what this "mommy" was. I had no idea I was in for a horrifying experience.

...to be continued.