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              Where was I anyway? I tried to see something that looked familiar. I
trotted up one aisle and down another calling to Billie the whole time but I could
hear none of the familiar sound of the pet area.
Finally I stopped to rest and maybe catch a whiff of water. Now I
was lost. I couldn't even find my stuffed toy.
It seemed a long time since I had left my cage behind. Where could I
find a drink of water? Where was my home? Where was Billie? I was tired and
hungry and there was nothing around that was familiar.
Finally, I found an empty box to curl up in and have a rest before I
went on with my search.
The familiar sounds of Donna dragging the garbage bags woke me
and then the lights came on. I listened and I could hear water running.
Cautiously I crept from my hiding place and down a short hall to where
the water was running. I peeked around the door into a small room where
Donna was filling a bucket on wheels with water. She didn't see me creep
under a stool close to the bucket.
Then, as she turned around from shutting off the water, she spied me.
Startled, we stood there staring at each other for a full minute. Then she calmly
skirted around the other side of the bucket and left the room.
I was just about to come out from under my stool when I heard her call
from the hall, " Sheldon, I say, there is a critter in my janitor room and I need
you to get it out of there NOW"
I cringed back under the stool in fright at the loudness of her voice.
Why hadn't I stayed away until I was sure there was no one in this room before
I came in here? Why?
Suddenly the door was filled with the biggest man I had ever seen He
crouched down and spoke to me. " Hello there, little fellow. Now you aren't
going to bite me if I pick you up are you?" With that he reached his hand down
to grab me.
I bit him as hard as I could and tried to make myself smaller. I looked
around for a better place to hide and noticed a darkened corner beneath a
nearby shelf and made a mad dash for it.
Sheldon jerked his hand back and cried out, " Ouch! Donna, get me a
pair of gloves." I watched from my corner as a pair of gloves appeared as if by
magic from around the corner.
Sheldon put them on while keeping a watchful eye on my hiding place.
Then he got closer and reached under the shelf.
I cringed tighter to the wall, trying in vain to keep out of reach of that
gloved hand but it was no use. There was nowhere to go.
Suddenly he grabbed me and I was in total darkness as I struggled to
get free. The more I struggled the tighter he held me and finally I was too
frightened and exhausted to fight. As soon as I held still, Sheldon relaxed his
hold on me and I found I could breath better, even if I couldn't see.