Somebody abandoned a cat in my neighborhood. They no longer wanted her so they got rid of her for good. At first, she'd come on my property for a few hours and then she would leave. She would do this every so often but now a new home is what she has received. She has decided to stay here for good, I now own this cat that was once a stray. Somebody didn't want to own her anymore so they decided to throw her away. She has no name, I haven't decided what to name her yet. But she's not a stray anymore and she will be a great pet.
Little dog running hard toward the parked cars looking and sniffing then rushes to the next one panting eyes filled with anxiety seeking the owner who abandoned it big round eyes all teary it must be thinking sadly "if i get to become a human in the next life i will do anything to be kind adopt a cute puppy and stay with it until the end of time."
I was sad. So I walked the way that was still traced in my mind Searching for security Followed the path blindly, subconsciously Searching for comfort Only to find myself In front of the reason for my sadness In front of a stranger's house that once felt like home