There used to be seven of us but my sisters, Iris and Emma, got adopted. Iris became a companion for a cat named Otis. She’s called the “Diva” in her new home. Emma went to a rescue and then was adopted. That’s why I don’t like the carrier; I’m afraid I will be disappeared like Iris and Emma. “Don’t worry, Skyler,” said our new caregiver, when she took me to the vet; “we’re going back home.” So then I was ok.