Mom brought a rolling pet carrier for me. I got on that and went to her home by train. While we head to mom’s home, I was being quiet and sitting still in the carrier, but I was also glancing sideways at her to see how she was like. Mom petted me many times, saying, “Good girl.”

When we went back to mom’s home, Shampoo, which was adopted 5 years ago by mom, welcomed me. My new life with mom and Shampoo started.

Shampoo and I were both girls, so we didn’t become so friendly, but we also didn’t fight each other. But we were somehow sitting next to each other often. At that moment, my mom always took her smartphone and shoot pictures of us.

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