In fact, when I felt a chip in the back of her neck, I knew... she'd been abducted by the syndicate. There was more proof than that of course. She'd been rendered infertile by their 'experiments'.
Whatever secrets lie in her past, she's had a pretty good life with me.
When I first brought her home from the humane society, she cried for the entire car ride. "What's going on?" "Where are you taking me." "You'll never make me talk!" "Will there be snacks??"
When I brought her inside, I opened up her box and just lay on the floor with a book, letting her take her time getting used to her surroundings. She cautiously climbed out of the box, sniffed around a bit, and climbed onto my back. She just curled up and got comfy. I knew then we'd be just fine together.
Later that first day I went to the store. When I came back, Sally girl was asleep smack dab in the middle of my bed.I knew then, exactly who was in charge.