The Journey Begins, #1

 

 

            “OK. I see some of you. It’s night now and I have a dark window I can get to,” said Charley, from the RV barreling through the desert night.
            “I see you too,” answered Suzy. “What’s up? Are you safe? Where are you?”
            “This was the second day. I never expected this!” continued Charley.
            “What?” Suzy sucked in her breath suddenly!
            “We’re moving. It’s not a car, but it’s moving. We don’t have a house and I’m alone!” said Charley. “Well, Ma’am is here, and those other two.”
            “What do you mean you’re alone, Charley? You’re talking crazy-mews!” insisted Suzy.
            “Do you see Mr. Baby Sir here? No, you don’t because he’s not here. Hence I am alone,” Charley announced. “Ipso facto!”
            “What does that mean?” said Willie, butting in.
            “Hipso fatso,” whispered Suzy, giggling.
            “I heard that!” yelped Willie.
            “Will you two knock it off! I’m trying to start a travelog here! Now, then. Here goes.
            “Yesterday we left the town where Ma’am’s family lives. I think they dumped Mr. Baby there. But nobody explains anything to me! Anyhow, we moved in this bus thing all day. During the day I hung around this window. All I could see were trees. Big trees and little trees, and hills and long boring highways. We drove all day until we got to the desert.

            “Then the trees were gone. It was rocks and dirt and bushes.
            “I was kind of missing that big fluff bag…” mewed Charley, as if to herself.
            “Yeah, yeah,” said Mr. Baby. He was borrowing the back porch glass door for a reflective surface to gaze into. “I’m kind of in jail. I’m stuck in the house here, while you get to go off on a big adventure.”
            “That’s because you kept running off and making them wait for you to come back!” said Charley primly. “I know better.”
            “Today Ma’am and those other two wanted to explore a cave, which is basically a large hole inside the rocks. She leashed me up and took me to the hole where the cave starts, but I couldn’t stand it. I started hissing and backing up. So, she put me back in this bus thing. That’s where I stayed, not knowing if any of them would survive the cave.

            “They did. I guess there were no bears in there. All three came back and we rolled back out onto the highway. She said we were in Nevada. Well, it looked an awful lot like California.
            “Next, we’re going to Arizona. I wonder what that will look like? I’m not sure what they’re up to. But I will find out. You may be sure,” said Charley with a sharp nod into the glass.
            Toots, who had been silent, finally said wistfully, “I think you’re awfully lucky to get to go so many places! I hope you keep us all filled in on everything you see outside!”
            “I will, Toots. But, I’m not scampering around anywhere my whimsey takes me either! She says that I’m a good traveling cat. That’s because I stay where she leaves me, right in here and I look out of the windows. I will say that the scenes changes! There is that!
            “I’ll let you all know,” said Charley.
            “Please keep in touch, Charley! So we know you’re OK,” said Suzy.
            “Yes, please,” said Toots.
            Willie and Mr. Baby were busy making faces at each other and practicing their best hissing, so they weren’t paying attention.
            “Mrrrrp out!,” said Charley and everyone went back to their own business.

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