by m. lewandowski Read PART 1 here My brothers said that i'm a very timid cat. I'm afraid to take risks and go for an adventure. They all catched a bug or mice at least one time while i never stepped out of safe zone. But how could i ever brave myself and face the world out there after what had happened to my last brother who got hit by a machine called car? I am frustrated even thinking about that incident, and i'm sure mom is, too. None of them witnesses him died, and mom hides the truth from them all, not wanting them to know cause mom knows they will all get scared like i do if they find out the truth. They all called me Tim, as in timid. And everytime my brothers calls me that they all laughed at the same time and all i can do is just stay silent, though my heart rages and aches, mom always told me to be patient, since mom knows i'm the most mature of them all. As for mom, she gets weaker by the day and her milk gets lesser, while we all gets older and older. ...