In the cage, obviously

The guards didn’t waste any time and quickly crammed us into the cage. The very moment the door of the cage closed, the truck began making a loud, whirring sound and slowly moved forward, right out of the courtyard gate that I had never seen open before.

I was finally outside! For the first time in my life, I was outside the **** kennels! I looked around me, looked outside the cage and saw so many new things, things I didn’t know, things I didn’t understand.

There were cars all around us, a few definitely trucks, but also many other types I didn’t recognize. And beyond the cars, there were people. Sooooo many people. Most of them were humans, but I spotted some demis as well. To my surprise, a lot of them seemed to be cats, like me, although there were also others. All of them were wearing collars, some being let by a leash, others not. Some crawled on all fours, others were allowed to walk on two legs. From this distance, I wasn’t able to make out the expression on their faces, but it didn’t matter to me. I wanted to be claimed by a master, and if it was only to escape being processed!

I was overwhelmed by all the new impressions, and the ride to the **** fare would have been quite enjoyable, had it not been for the other sensations. For starters, though my skin had started drying, my hair and fur were still soaking wet, and in the cool morning air that meant that I was freezing. My entire body shivered uncontrollably, and I noticed that my sisters didn’t fare much better. Once we had processed the initial shock from suddenly being exposed to so many new impressions, we cuddled together and shared our body warmth, which made it a little better.

What cuddling didn’t help against, was the smell. It seemed to come from the cars, and it was making me sick in my stomach. Maybe it was because we cats have a much keener sense of smell than humans, but that didn’t make it any better. When we arrived at the **** fare sometime later, I was thoroughly freezing and about to vomit.