Few months from that particular event, which was journey to a new home, my family took me again into box, and carried with it to a car (as I came to know that it was the way people call big, loud machines that one of carried me to my actual home). All three of them took seats and in one moment car started working loudly… it lasted some minutes, and then we were moving again. I didn’t know then, that we were going to a summer garden of that family.

After quite long time we finally stopped. Caroline took me out of the box and we went to a garden… There was so beautiful… I’ve never seen so much of green in one place… Flowers and trees rising… When she let me stand on the ground, I run to the closest tree and climbed on it, whilst others were standing, looking and laughing at me.

On the summer garden I’d led the most joyful part life… I was very sad when it came to return, and asked if we could stay there… No one answered… Just petted me on the head and transported to the car.

We went back home, and with it, daily routine came back… This way a year of my life went away… Next years I spend in similar way… Part of it was normal daily routine, when I was staying alone at home, waiting for Caroline to come back from school, or Angelica and John from job. Other part was the part of joy, when all were together and went to the summer garden, or just stay at home… Even if we stayed at home it was better time, than daily routine….

A/N: ok, I know I haven't written and uploaded any chap of this story in a long time, but I was rather busy... I'm sorry... I'll try to change it and upload something more frequently.