Beginning

I used to be a little kitty cat. I starved in dirty alleys, and fought with dirty rats. The only food I ate was trash and dirty scraps. Sometimes people would kick me and interrupt my afternoon naps. Life then was hard, yes, and I was vewy vewy sad. There were a few people who were vewy nice, but there were more who treat me bad.

Until nyaster came along, of course, on his way to go to school. And as he brought me home instead, I thought the world was cruel. 'He'll kick me every day!' I thought. But instead he let me play. I was fed well, and instead of hell, I was given a home to stay.

Car

Nyaster locked me in his car, this is the kinkiest he's been so far. Some people pass by the closed back door. A few even backtrack to look some more.

Spider

A spider was on the ceiling last night, and it dropped down on my head. I didn't really mind it much, because I was going to bed. On the next day the spider was still there, making its home in my hair. I thought it was cute, so I went through the day being careful that her webs wouldn't tear.

... Guess where this is going.