Wild imagination 

For those who don't know me well. Let me tell you I don't like cats. I truly believe God made a cat just cuz he didnt want to throw away the rest of what was left of the material He used for the creation of all the real animals..
Oscar is the cat of the family I live with and no, like my friend Regina Barnes thinks, some character of Sesame Street.
Anyways, Sometimes I believe He feels I don't like him, I can't really explain why, I just think he knows it.

he ussually avoids me, but tonight he came and after looking at me for a while, just came and sat by my feet.

And once again, my imagination went wild...

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OSCAR!!!! GO AWAY!!!

What are you looking at, eh? Get outta here!
- Carlos..Dude we gotta meow, I mean talk...

I am busy, can't you see?... Ok, ok ... pull a chair, I mean jump to my lap.
- Ok listen up:
Everything was fine...

I had a great life. The weather around was not the best but it was ok.
Cold days by the fireplace, warm days at the kitchen. Going everywhere I wanted, and doing whatever I wanted. Noting to worry about.
Two little kids who were so small that it made me fell like the biggest guy around...
All was happiness and life was good.
But suddenly the my master and her husband decided to go somewhere else, a far away land.
And though I had no clue why, I said to myself: as long as I get the same food it's all good.
But I was taken to the Vet, who put a chip in my neck, so I will not be missplaced. Do you have any idea how weird that feels? to have a chip under your neck's skin? And then while they travel in first class I was in a little box under all high and sleepy due to some shots they gave me.

Finally arrived and after a shower I was finally allow to go around to see my new home...

Such a strange place... Boy, was I scare!

BUt I said to myself: the food is different but good, the place is warm and I might get to find some mice around the garage... besides, the cat next door looks kind of cute maybe I will ask her out...

And all would had been happiness but one day you arrived....

And since then every day I fear for my seven lives...
For I have never met someone who likes to chase me around the house, who talks about how tasty I look... Man, what would you do if I come and lift you up, look at your eyes and say... Uhmmm, maybe this coming christmas.... Yummy!!!
How would you feel if I would try to fit you in the microwave? What about flushing you down the toilet? want me to tried that one?...

- hey, dude that one was just a joke ok? Come on! where is your sense of humor?

I left in in Germany...Now none of us chose to live together, you don't like me and I don't like you either you think I smell like tuna and I think you smell like rice and chicken, I love drinking from your toilet, even there are four other bathrooms in this house and you like to give me those ugly cookies even there is plenty of tuna around...

But I now that I know you gonna be here for a while, I think we should give each other a break... So here I am in your lap risking my seven lives, and talking man to cat, cat to man.

Socar, you know what? I think you are right. Ok, from now on, I will not try, I mean pretend to eat you. I shall not chase you with a fork around the house, nor shall lay hands on you and pray giving thanks for "this meal God has provided", etc.
This is a promise.

OK, now's is your turn.

Meow! I shall drink from all the toilets and not only yours... I shall not enter to your room and if doing so I am aware that my seven lives are in risk.

Ok... Deal.