It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. (Oh, how life is depends on which cat you ask.)
For Nelly, life felt the fullest; it was the most human-loved experience of all her times. Cuddling up with a human inside a home was a new concept. Being protected from starvation and scavenging, a daily marvel. Sure, she missed the excitement and adrenaline rush that came from being outside, but stability and warmth was so much more important.
But for Crystal, having to share her home again for the first time in years was miserable. As soon as the little upstart got smuggled in from Houston, things went downhill at home. She looked at HER humans, sniffed HER food bowl, and even went potty in HER box. What was wrong with this world?!?!
