Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 58

I talked to the human today, and told her that I've been a little overwhelmed lately. Of course, she didn't understand everything I said (we have that language barrier), but I could tell in her eyes that understood the heart of it.

"Would you like to take a break from the daily diary?" She asked.

I sat quietly for a moment, contemplating. 

"You know, today is Mother's Day," She added after a bit. "Did you think about your mother, Bubbles?"

Was she referring to herself? She's hardly my mother. More like that older sister you can't get rid of. Besides, we look nothing alike. I'm much more handsome. 

"I bet she was a beautiful kitty like you."

Oh. She's talking about my real mother. She was beautiful. 

Thinking of her made me want to keep writing. Like maybe she would read it from somewhere, somehow. So for today, I'll continue.