Arrival-Two Kittens

We had two kittens left. My Tiger and Michael's Rattly-Alarm-Clock. At the turnpike exit, Mom gave Rattly-Alarm-Clock to the girl at the window. I tried to stop her. Didn't matter. Tiger was still sleeping, as was my brother Michael. I tilted my head to try and look out the window into the sky. It was very dark here, unlike the city. Hardly any street lights at all, but the stars were bright. 3 miles later we arrived at our new home. While everyone shuffled inside, mostly in a slumber, I stood and looked up past the tree tops towards the stars in that black sky. Blacky ran back and jumped up and licked me on the face. I went inside. Morning. Time to sleep.