Hello friend!

This is Patrick. For this story of war, food and love i shall refer to Patrick as Pat.

Pat is from New York's Central park. He made his way over to England when he heard of a job opening in the city. He was reading the New York times when a job caught his little eye.

They were looking for a being to climb on trees to see if they are safe enough for birds to land on. Pat saw his opening and pounced! Who wouldn't?

He took his training in a local park where a panel of judges took close note to see if he could climb a tree at speed.

On his third test tree he met a tiny tube creature he would later name a "worm" (I know what a odd name)

This "worm" told Pat that he was in terrible danger if he did not leave the UK.

Pat replied "Why on earth am i in danger strange tube monster?"

To which the worm said "You will father 3 children, one of which will....." SNATCH!

A bird had grabbed the worm and flown very fast into the distance. All Pat could hear was a mumbled string of words. none of which he could understand.

Pat was shaken to his core after this. He looked at the judges and just ran. He ran his little socks off.

He hit a loose pavement stone and feel completely over, as he looked up at the sun with blurred vision a small paw was pushed towards his red face.

As he grasped the paw he past out completely.

He woke up in a strange part of town in a bed he did not remember.

He took this bed leaf close to his chin to cover his body. He had been un furred and put into bed.

He was in a ocean of panic. he gasped for breathe. Rubbed his eyes and with that the door began to open...

A paw came round the corner, and a female voice spoke.

It was soft, peaceful and kind.

"Are you awake?"

"Yes" He spoke rather rasped.

"You took a nasty hit to the head"

"I don't remember, wh..who are you?"

As the voice walked closer and into the light Pat's heart skipped.

Beauty so pure he had only read about in those lovey dovey books!

His mouth went dry as he tried to talk.

"thkkdkfj looooo" He was talking nonsense.

The female looked worried and said "We should get you to the hospital"

He looked at her and said "No, I don't need to. You are beautiful"

She blushed and replied "You are pretty good looking to for a city boy"

"My names pat...Patrick"

"Nice to meet you Pat-Patrick, I'm Lucy"

.....To be continued.

Keep on truckin'