spring had ended. It was fun eating the flowers…but summer came. The concrete was hot, and it burned your paws. You were trying to look for shade, took you long enough, but you found a pur-fect (heh, sorry) tree to lay under, soon drifting off to sleep.

you woke up from the sound of feet shuffling on the concrete…your head perked up and you saw a man..a tired man.. “psst psst..” the man tried calling you, placing cat food infront of you and backing away a bit to give you space.