Neck Lace

Today Mistress called me in their house.

"Utoy, come here." as she waved her hand toward the door.

Mother's ears perked when she heard the mistress' voice. She rose from her green mat. "Go find out, Utoy, why mistress calls for you."

She need not tell me twice, because I could sense in the mistress' voice that she's excited over something. I was running towards their door.

Mistress took me in her arms. She often does that.

She had me sit on the blue divan they had. She was putting something on me. It was a long, whitish, cold something.

"You look so cute!" mistress whispered. She brought me outside and put me down near Mother. Mother sniffed the long shiny thing that hung from my neck.

Vic, Veron, Dominique and Party got curious. I was sunk in the middle of the sea of inquiries, when mother told us what is it.

"It's a neck lace." she said.


"What's a neck lace, Mama?" Vic asked,

"It's something your masters put on your neck when they own you." she answered knowingly.

"Own who?" Veron inquired,

"Whoever puts the neck lace on you is your human." Mother said.

"So the mistress' is Batutoy's human?" Dominique inquired,

"Yes, she is." mother patiently replied.

"If mistress' used to be Mama's human, but now Batutoy's, who is Mama's human now?" Party asked aloud,

Mother looked at her sternly. She crawled back on her mat and yawned.

"Who owns us now?" Party asked.

Sadly, no one knew the answer to her question.

Vic was too busy inspecting my shiny neck lace to bother. Dominique and Veron were preening themselves because they believed my fur got me the accessory in the first place.