Adam has the most luscious kissing lips I've ever seen. When Adam cry's, I cry too. If I were a cat out on a limb, with nothing but fear filling my little kitty soul, I would come to Adam.

 I can see myself stalking a bird in the back yard of my human's house. He's sitting there in his little birdbath just washing and splashing and doin' that little beak gargle thing. I lay low in the grass. I'm the picture of stealth as I stalk my afternoon snack.

Suddenly a yappy little mut of some unknow heritage, squeeze's through the hedge and begins yapping his little self into an uproar. Normally, I'd give him the old high five right across his little pug face and send him scurrying right back from whence he squeezed though. But I have to admit, the little yapper startled the holy b'jesus out of me. (For some reason, I'm very easily startled.)

Turning in mid air about three feet off the ground, I notice a lower  branch of the humans apple tree. It's an easy grab with my highly respected, needle sharp claws. Before I can stop myself and take survey, I've climbed to the top of the apple tree. There is a death defying leap or two involved. Mixed in with some outstanding tail counter balancing. Over to a neighbors tree. ( don't know what kind of tree it is) Over a roof that burns like fire in the hot day's sun. Up a power pole, another leap, some shimmying and more leaping. and I find myself at the top of the biggest tree in the neighborhood. Hm, don't figure.

Now I'm not usually one for whining, but I'm pretty sure I just saw a Great Horned Owl fly by. MEOW< MEOW. After about fifty good crys for help a nice lady comes out of her back door and yells for me to shut the hell up. Ya, right. I'll get right on that. MEOW<MEOW,etc. It isn't long before there's a conference of humans below me.
They try the usual…Here Kitty kitty…want some kitty food. (Now if I wanted kitty food I'd be at my own house laying in the window sill) Plus this is about 40 feet higher than I've ever been in my life. I'm not comming down just yet, thankyou.

After an eternity of meowing and not one human climbing up to lend me a hand, I hear sirens. About six blocks away I can clearly see a huge red land preditor. It's got Weird eyes that swirl in circles above it's sprawling red head. Of course it speeds right in my direction.

 With this great view I've given myself, I get to watch this behemoth barrel down the streets until it stops right in front of the house that this tree is growing behind. Then a bunch of alien looking freekazoids from the planet Fierce jump out of this things mouth. Meanwhile, A large tentical starts turning right for me while it angles up and extends.

I don't need to tell you, I'm a little scared at this point. One of the Weirdo freaks actually starts to climb the long tentical. Both the end of the tenticle and the freak get to at the same time. Some more kitty kitty. Even a quik opening of a can of tuna. (One of my personal favorites)… Sorry dudes! I'm a scared out of my nine  little kitty lives. Nothing will ever get me down! I'm doomed to sit here on this most precarious little branch until I lose my grip from exaustion and plummet to my pitiful kitty death. All brought on by that little pug nosed half breed! God I hate dogs!

The tentacle recedes  down out of the tree.Then to my ears, drifts in the most comforting lullaby. A kitty angel tells me that everthing will be fine. I'm vaguely aware that the tentacle is moving towards me again. I figure out that this unworldly crystal clear rapture is comming from a figure on the tentacle. I'm in kitty love! The voice alone has drawn me to this saviour as if he were the answer to a million kitty questions.

Now I can see his beautiful black clad fingernails. As my focus becomes more intent on the rest of this most beautiful being, I notice how the black tips of his fingers meld into a sensious perfection of human anatomy. The clothes he's wearing keep his angelic features from full view. But it is still obvious that this guy has the body of a rock god. Then I see his face. OMFG! He reach's out for me and I leap lovingly into his strong hands. I make sure not to put out my claws, wouldn't want to scratch Adam the kitty saviour!

I've forgotten about the dog, the tree, the big red predator, the tentacle, and the freeks. All I know in my litttle kitty world, is that Adam is my saviour. I'm content to suggle and purr the rest of my life away. As long as I can do it right here in Adams arms. I'm one lucky kitty!