Morning of discovery
It has been a few hours since I woke up to find Kitty in my bed. I have no idea where she came from. I think she's a girl, I can't
seem to find a way to tell, but when I say, "Who's my good girl!" She licks my hand and nuzzles me. If I say boy when talking to her she ignores me. She's pretty smart I think. She's not a dog and she's not a cat. I need to find someone who knows what she is. Oona took out her cell phone and snapped a quick picture of Kitty, then she sat at her desk to run a reverse image search on Google. At first, nothing came up, as Google attached the word camel to the photo. "Silly Google, I'd know if she were a
camel!" Oona thought out loud. After removing the extra word, a strange site called evoloons.com came up. Oona looked at Kitty, "What do you think? Should we check it out?" Kitty nudged her elbow, causing Oona to click the link. Both of them took in a deep breath as the page loaded showing photos of many creatures. Some of which looked exactly like kitty only other colors. Below the photos was a large, bold lettered link that read: IF YOUR EVOLOON HAS FOUND YOU, CLICK HERE.
Oona leaned back in her chair and ran a paw through her hair. "Well, I guess you are an Evoloon and that you found me. I think that means we should click the link, don't you?" Kitty sat back on her haunches and gave her a worried look. "Hey, no matter what, I'll keep you safe, ok?" Hearing this Kitty semi-tackled her off the chair in her version of a hug. "Watch the wings!" Oona cried, laughing as she rubbed Kitty's head and neck. Kitty gave a soft kind of purring sound and Oona's heart melted. Getting back into the chair, Oona braced herself and clicked the link. The page loaded and here is what it said:
Greetings, new Parent. You found us because of your creativity, your love of the unknown and some secret need you have combined to create a child of the mind brought to the physical world. These little ones (and sometimes not so little) are called Evoloons. You will learn why with time. For now, you need to name your child. Yes, I said child. They are born of you thus are your children. Already done that? Good, if you haven't please stop now until you have found a name you both agree upon....
Alright, now that your Evoloon, or loon for short, has a name, you need to learn what it eats. This may not be easy. For as each person to whom they are born are different, so are the loons. Some may eat fruits, others vegetation, some meat, others insects. There is one reported that will only eat dirt. Go figure. So please, go now and try out different foods. Now that you have found this site, you will not lose it.
The room was quiet for a few moments as the pair took in what they had just learned. There were others. "Wait!" Oona sat rigid in the chair. "It says you're my...child???" Kitty shrank into herself a little, unsure of the big one's tone. Seeing this, Oona slid from the chair and gathered her up. "Hush, it's alright. If you're my kid, then I'm your mama. Okay? You call me Mama. Shoot, acting like you can talk...I guess you're a baby. So today is your birthday!" She lifted Kitty in her arms and walked over to the calendar. Oh, it's July 20th! Well, then. Happy Birthday, Kitty." She nuzzled Kitty's head as she continued over to her small kitchen. Setting Kitty down on the table, she went to the fridge. "I guess I need to do some shopping..." She found an apple, a few pieces of bread, and a bit of butter. Oona pulled all of these out. She held out the apple to Kitty, who sniffed it and looked confused. "Like this," Oona said before taking a bite and chewing it slowly. She held it out again and Kitty took the rest of it into her mouth and started to chew but only a moment later she spat it out. Chuckling, Oona picked up a piece of plain, white bread. "How about this?" Kitty hesitantly nibbled a bit of crust. Chewing, she mulled over the texture and flavor. Oona watched, worried. Relief washed over her as Kitty gently took the rest and watched in amazement as she lifted her front paws to hold the bread as she had. Kitty had thumbs! Amazed, Oona watcher her eat the pieces of bread she had left and made a note that Kitty enjoyed bread.