Charlie became an apartment cat… that was for sure. On his balcony rail in Madison, Wisconsin, high above the playground of rabbits and squirrels and other neat stuff, Charlie would play out his adventures. His paws would twitch as he dreamed of exciting romps and races with imaginary friends.
One day, Charlie recognized something was about to change. The lady was putting everything in boxes. He waited and wondered. Then a big, orange truck backed up to the apartment. Charlie and the lady went on a long, long trip. Charlie wasn’t sure why, but he slept the whole way.
(to be continued…)