From Lost and Fondue by Avery Aames
I know this is a little unusual, a cat writing...but I just have to. There's something on my mind.
I'm Rags, Charlotte's best pet...actually best friend. She talks to me all the time. She takes me to The Cheese Shop and I spend time in the office. I love the aroma in the shop. I love how Charlotte sings to herself whenever she comes into the office. [She would never admit that she does.] Working at Fromagerie Bessette makes her very happy. So does that new man in her life, Jordan. I like him, too. He's a real animal lover. A cat can tell. There are a few who aren't sure about him, but I am.
I met Charlotte a few years ago. She adopted me. I had other owners, but we got separated. I don't think it was their fault. Not really. We were traveling. We stopped at a rest stop, and Sissy, my owner -- she had the most beautiful blonde hair -- she exited the van and left the door open. I decided to explore for a bit. When I returned, the van was gone. It wasn't really Sissy's fault. Often I sat in her lap when we drove, but occasionally, I would play hide and seek and sneak under the pile of blankets on the back seat. Sissy probably thought I was there when she returned to the van. I tried to find my way home, but I never did. I got in a scrap or two on my travels. A bully of a cat took a chunk out of my tail. I was a mess and a little bit of a scaredy cat when a woman named Tallulah Barker found me. She rescues all sorts of animals. She gave me to Charlotte. It was love at first sight. Charlotte has short hair but, like Sissy, it's the most beautiful blonde color. And she smells good. Like vanilla and soap and milk. She takes me for walks and she lets me sit in her lap a lot and she strokes my neck. I am very lucky.
But telling you my history isn't why I'm writing today. I'm a little nervous. Charlotte is worried about something and I want to fix it. Meredith, Charlotte's friend, wants to turn the abandoned winery into a liberal arts college and there are all sorts of rumors surrounding the winery.
I don't like to see Charlotte upset. It makes me edgy. Is there a way I can calm Charlotte's fears? Or is she right? Should I be worried, too?