I'm a cat, an ordinary alley cat, and I've come to a new home.
There are lots of people here, old folks and children. They're strangers, and I'm a little scared.
I was chatting with my older sister recently when we suddenly started talking about the old cat who died of an illness. Thinking back on its life, I couldn't help crying. Now that I have some time, I'm writing down the old cat's story. This novel is written in first person, telling its life from a cat's perspective. Some parts are imagined, but most of it is true. The cat never had a name, and I didn't know what to call it, so I decided to use the name the family always called it: "Cat."
