I noticed from inside her long-coat pocket that she had hailed cab home bound.I felt like I was in a paradise inside her pocket.It was so cold outside I thanked god for sending me an angel.There are some who gives damn about lutes I comforted my self.I noticed an Indian accent of the third person inside cab ,probably a cabbie.I knew we were inside a cab. The terrible cold night of mid-december had already taken a dear toll from me.We finally arrived her place.She placed me near her aquarium.I figured she liked animals looking at her living room.She had posters all over covering her walls with animals.And guess what she had a cat. My tiny physique would even confuse her cat about me being a dog.Lute noticed for the first even cats were fearless around me.I laughed at myself she noticed.The rescuer I mean she then approached me with a dry towel.My tears flown due to that cold would make me look uglier as ugly as I was already.She noticed I figured. Then I hear an old voice of a lady "What are you doing there,sweety?"the lady sounded like Queen Elizabeth.There was a tone of royalty around me.Poor Lute had finally made to the royals. :)