Cady's not mine anymore!

I saw Cady again last night. The man who "took" her was kind enough to tell me that he's bringing Cady along with him and he can meet us. I remember telling him I wanted to see Cady. I was curious as to how big she's gotten.

I rushed to meet him. I wanted to see Cady so bad. It's been a month or two since they took her, I was hoping she hasn't forgotten me. Sadly, she was wary of me. I think she recognized me a bit because she wanted to go to me but...  I felt sad. Cady's not mine anymore. She has a new master. When I took her out, she was hesitant to come. She whimpered, the same sound I heard when they took her away. She did it not for me, but for her new master. Sucks!

After a few minutes, she finally warmed up to me. She has gotten bigger but not that big. I was so tempted to tell husband he was wrong. Again, i bit my tongue. I missed her, and then, it was time for her to go home. I felt the familiar urge to take her with me, but I let her go. She has a new master now. She doesn't belong to me anymore.