Am I still cute mom?

Written By Wicket

This looks familiar, like I've seen it some place before.

Maybe its Kitty-Vu, but you also smell familiar.

Yep, I definitely know you.

Oh look, a door!

Anyone I know inside?

When I walked inside, the door closed behind me. Panic! My human lifted me up off the ground and carried me outside into the sunshine and then into the gray moving box. I cried "Let me free!". My human sang to me as the grey box roared and then started moving. "Where are you taking me!?"

Before I knew it I was on a table. I was blindfolded, and my claws bound. I heard a buzzing noise. Something about the buzzing noise made me relax, so I started to purr.

When it was over, my human put me back in the room with door and carried me back to the moving grey box. This time I was quiet.

Suddenly we stopped, my human opened the door and I could see my house. "I'm home!" I shouted. I don't think I've ever been so happy to see this place. I ran inside to see Izzy.

"Why are you staring at me like that Izzy? Is there something wrong?" I said. "Who are you?" said Izzy. "I'm Wicket, your sister and friend, duh!". I didn't understand why Izzy was being so weird.

"You sure don't look like the Wicket I know." said Izzy. "What do you mean by that?" replied Wicket. "Let me show you", said Izzy and lead her to the hallway mirror.

Gasp! "My hair, my beautiful hair!" cried Wicket.

"Am I still cute mom?"