Let me introduce myself to you. My name is George. What an unusual name for a cat! My friends and owner call me Foodie. I like that. After all, how can I not love food? My owner, whom I love so much, is a chef. You saw him somewhere on this page cooking. He always brings me something from all those delicious dishes he makes. You understand now full well why “Foodie” has become my nickname. My best friend is Ana. She loves playing with soap bubbles. Her favorite color is yellow. She is the neighbor’s little daughter, and we play together every day. She is the one who’s inspired me, but she doesn’t know. It has been years since she told me something that completely changed my life: “My little Foodie, I always tell the fairies what I want, and they do it for me. Do you tell them, too?” Fairies, I said… She is little and believes in fairies. I can’t tell her that they do not exist. I don’t want to ruin her beautiful world and the fairy tale in which she believes. Her wishes though…why does she say they come true?
I went to my bed that night wondering… I wish they were real, I wish they were… I wish… I have always wanted to be human. They go wherever they want, have more friends, eat more delicious food, and enjoy life more. I am not complaining. I have had a good life, but sometimes I wish I could be one of them. The following morning, I woke up early as usual. I had my breakfast, brushed my teeth, took my shower, dressed, and left home. Another beautiful day had just begun. The fairies worked the miracle…
I had never gone out, except when I played with Ana. I had never known what it was like to be among them, much less to be one of them. I was excited. I learned from them so much. Every day was a new challenge. For years, I had known only Ana and my owner. Now, the whole world was at my fingertips. Besides Ana, no one has ever found out. Not even my little brother, Snore. He always sleeps. That works to my advantage. You will see him looking at you somewhere on another page. He has beautiful deep grey fur. None of them have realized what I do. I have never told them. Mornings and afternoons, I was out exploring the world. In the evenings, I played with Ana, and at night, I enjoyed the warmth of my sweet home with my owner, who returned from work. Nobody but Ana has ever realized my double life. Human the half day, cat the rest of it.
On this website, I write about my experience as a human. I share with you what I have learned from people out there, what they have taught me. Not that they have literally taught me, but I’ve learned by observing them. Am I a good human? Am I as good as Foodie? The answer has to be yours…
Foodie, the cat