He just didn't care. He picked up the cat like it was nothing by its scruff, and threw it outside. The big human started closing the door, but the little human ran out, and pet the cat.

Had the small human realized what she had done? This was awful.

I squeezed through the half closed door, and nudged myself between the small human and the cat. The cat seemed offended. But as far as I cared, the cat could look offended all it wanted to.

The cat just walked off after that. RIGHT BACK INTO MY HOUSE. I was horrified.

This cat seemed to think this place was now its own, which it cleary wasn't. Me and the small human ran back inside and as I continued to follow the cat, the small human walked off.

Don't worry, small child. Do not fret, I will watch this cat with all my might. The small human must have walked off to get  a vet person. This cat needed a vet person. Vet people are scary, and this cat deserves something scary right now.

I heard the big human and little human talking.

The small human came back, seeming joyful. I could sense it off them. Maybe because they called over a vet person? Yeah, there was nothing wrong with this cat. Probably. Other then its boldness to walk into my house. But still, as I said.

The small human picked up the cat, and nuzzled it to their face. This was not real. Unbelievable. Despicable. I let out a growl. No way my human just decided to accept this cat? Into MY house? This cat hurt me! No, it was not cute. I am cute. Put it into the outside!