The Unwanted One~Script

Animals are such agreeable friends - they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms. ~George Eliot
Dear Teddy,
After reading an email from a friend explaining who you were and why you needed help, I immediately deleted.
To a 28 year old single woman you seemed to be an inconvenience, needing constant care, affection, and you possessed a great risk of dying-why would I want to put that in my life? But you were still in the back of my mind.
My friend somehow knew this and after much persistence and I caved. I offered to take you in. You were only five inches long, had a short stubby tail, and I told everyone you looked just like a rat. You did, and when they saw you they agreed. Your story was remarkable almost unbelievable-that you were pulled out of a tailpipe at a car dealership, alive, but with your eyes still closed.
Three weeks into taking you in you still had no name, and I was planning on giving you away after I weaned you from your tiny bottle. You were not part of my single lifestyle, always on the go, never at home, traveling across the country and taking road trips out of Dallas as much as possible. How would you fit in, how could I take care of you and ME?
Then you began to grow from a mousy fur ball to a striking kitten with a rich velvet coat of grey, I began to watch you grow and play. You were wild-not having a single brother or sister to play with. You earned the name Azul Diablo, the blue devil because of the bluish/grey fur and because of your spunkiness and the way you reacted when you didn’t get your way.
We were unsure of what you would end up looking like look like, how big you would get, what colors your eyes would eventually turn. You were handsome -Even the vet you had to go to in west textas called you a “fancy cat”. Mom and I laughed when he said that, never telling him your roots. I loved taking you to the pet store as a kitten and showing you off! Strangers often admired you and always asked what breed you were. I would proudly tell them I had no idea, and I would proceed to tell them your outlandish story.
Each day with you brings laughter and love that I had forgotten came with owning a pet. Laughter that I hadn’t had in long time, love I hadn’t felt for something of my own. You trusted me and depended on me and I did not fail. From the day I woke up from my nap and realized you were nestled inside my hoop earrings -to the crying and dramatic begging that would go on when you saw your bottle, your personality was coming out in full force- and you became mine. I named you Teddy.
Three years later you are still my baby, although you weigh over 15 pounds. People still admire your coat, but they are also impressed with your size, you are a big boy. Dear Teddy, thank you for showing me unconditional love,, changing my life, and and bringing me back to reality.