Confessions of a Hungry Kadoatie
Goldie sat staring at the cold iron bars in front of her.
Would she ever see home again? How long would she be imprisoned here? And why
won't they install a night light, don't the people running this place know how
terribly afraid of the dark she is? The feeling of entrapment and paranoia were
weighing heavily against the poor little pink Kadoatie's chest...she had to think
of something else. Anything else besides her situation. She needed to clear her
She glanced down at the newspaper lining her
cage and began to read over the page, hoping to distract her thoughts.
"Hmm, that's interesting. Seems like Mystery
Island is expecting a good deal of rain. King Skarl announced that next Wednesday
is Gruel Day....and...wait a minute, what's this?"
Her bright feline eyes widened as she saw the
beautiful colored advertisement in the lower left corner of the paper's second
page. On it, a cheerful Meerca in a leather vest was holding up a sign saying
"Visit Meridell Foods! Now with 20% less mold!". There was an assortment of
food items listed in a photo price list underneath the caption. A bag of peas,
a raisin twist loaf, a raw potato...
And then she saw it.
A Draik egg. A beautiful blue Draik egg.
Goldie's stomach growled. It was all just too
much. Goldie's mind whizzed back to happy memories of her owner and her life
in the Lost Desert. Goldie was a privileged Kadoatie; to say the least. Her
master being of royal blood, and growing up in the wonders of Sakhmet Palace
meant that she was afforded luxuries rarely relished upon petpets. At home she
was not your ordinary petpet, but a feline goddess. She smiled as her mind flashed
in memory of how her owner would bring her a Draik egg every Saturday, since
that was the day his special shipment from Meridell arrived.
But here, she was no longer a goddess, but just
another Kadoatie sitting in a cage waiting for their owner to come back from
vacation, or in Goldie's case, an important royal summit. Here she no longer
sat on pillows of green and yellow velvet, but instead on a tattered version
of the Neopian Times which the Kadoatery keepers used to line the cages with
after they had read it over morning coffee.
"If I could only have a Draik egg right now,
I wouldn't feel so bad," Goldie murmured to herself.
"It would be almost like being at home, on a
Saturday, with my owner..."
Her stomach growled once again, this time louder
and more demanding than before. It was certain now. Now that she had thought
about it, no other food would satisfy her. She had to have a Draik egg. Nothing
else would do.
"Hey Goldie! You awake?" a voice came from the
cage next door.
"Yes, Snowball." Goldie said in the direction
of the metal wall to her right.
"I can hear your stomach from over here! You
must be pretty hungry over there, huh? Well, don't sweat it...I can see the
clock from my cage here and it'll be feeding time in just two minutes, okay?"
"Thanks, Snowball," Goldie whispered back, still
staring at the advertisement under her paws.
Just then a loud "CLICK!" came from one side
of the room. Though none of the Kadoaties could see it, they all knew what that
sound meant. The door from the visitors area was unlocked, and soon many excited
Neopians were about to rush through the room hoping to do a good deed by feeding
them, making them feel a little less insecure in their owner's absences.
"MEW!" "MEW!" "MEW!"
They began to cry, hoping to grab the attention
of one of the passersby,and get a special treat.
Goldie could see a boy leaning over Snowball's
"What can I get you, you cute thing?" he asked.
Snowball replied: "Well, I sure would appreciate
a Rainbow Chia Pop right about now!"
The boy reached into his backpack and pulled
out just what Snowball asked for, and slipped the Chia pop through the iron
bars on his cage.
"Sure thing, here you go! Lucky for you I had
one on me!" Then he smiled at Snowball one last time as he headed toward the
Goldie watched the boy walk out, and wondered
if anyone that nice would be by to visit her today too. She began to mew even
louder in hopes someone would hear.
A nice lady holding a bright red purse peeked
into Goldie's cage.
"Well hello, little sweetie...you sound hungry!
Can I get you something to eat?" she said with a sweet smile.
"Yes please, I would very much like a Blue Draik
Goldie purred, with the knowledge that this was
the part where people handed the item to her, and if they didn't have it, most
would try to run out and buy it for her. She closed her eyes and licked her
chops knowing soon her tummy would be full again. She waited in anticipation
of her yummy treat. But instead she heard:
"You want a....what?!"
"I'm sorry, can you repeat that, for a second
there I thought you were asking me for a Draik egg," the woman said with a look
"Yes please," Goldie replied. "But not just any
Draik egg, I would prefer a blue one if you would. I only eat the blue ones."
The lady pulled a cookie out of her purse and
handed it over to an island Kadoatie below Goldie's cage. "Sorry kitty...but
I'm NOT buying you a Draik egg," she said frankly with a frown as she left the
And then...it was quiet.
Goldie began to panic as she realised the mewing
had stopped. Could it be everyone was fed? Everyone was happy? How could that
be, she was still hungry! Where did the visitors go? Why did nobody feed her?
Goldie curled up in her cage and began to cry.
She had already felt scared and alone since her owner had left her there two
days ago. But now it was worse, now she felt truly alone.
As the day passed, many visitors came into the
Kadoatery. But all of them went on to tend to the other cages when they heard
"Goldie, you have to eat something! You're going
to starve, tell them you want something else! PLEASE!" Snowball tried to persuade
her from his cage. But Goldie wouldn't listen, instead she sat in the corner
of her cage staring at the advertisement that began her craving in the first
place. It was now night, and she was scared. She buried her head in the corner
of the cage and tried to sleep while hiding from the horrible darkness.
The next morning the Kadoatery staff noticed
something was wrong while they sat drinking their coffee over breakfast. "That
pink one in the corner has been moping around ever since yesterday," one replied.
"No time to worry about that now, we have errands
to run. We'll check back on it later," the other said. As they finished their
coffee, the workers began making their daily rounds. They placed fresh water
in every Kadoatie's bowl, and lined their cages with the day's newspaper. Goldie
laid limp and lifeless as the employee picked her up to replace her cage's lining.
Again she turned to the corner, and hung her head towards the floor of her cage.
But wait, what is this?
Goldie peered down at her paws. Another colorful
advertisement from the Neopian Times caught her eye. "When in Neopia Central,
visit Hubert's Hot Dogs?" she read aloud with a bit of puzzlement.
Suddenly, it was back again...the "CLICK!" noise.
The morning visitors had arrived, and all the Kadoaties began their mewing.
A friendly face peered in to Goldie's cage.
"Hi honey, can I get you some...."
It was the woman with the red purse she had seen
the morning before! The woman turned away and started towards another cage.
"I'd love a hot dog with mustard and relish!"
The woman turned around slowly.
"A Hot Dog?" she said with a raised eyebrow.
"What about the blue draik egg?"
"Please ma'am. With mustard and relish. I am
so hungry..." Goldie begged.
"Okay kitty, I'll be right back," the lady said.
Within a minute she came back to the room, holding a hot dog with just what
Goldie asked for on it.
"Thanks!" Goldie chirped, scarfing down the hot
dog as fast as he could as the lady walked away.
Happily fed, she sat with her back towards the
cage door and began wiping the crumbs from her mouth with her paws. From the
corner of her eye, she noticed a shadow over her her shoulder.
"It's okay, I've been fed...thanks though," she
replied to the stranger's shadow.
"You mean you don't want to go home?" a voice
Goldie spun towards he cage door as fast as she
HER OWNER! Her owner was back! She was going
"You've been such a good girl while I was gone,
Goldie! I missed you so much!", the noble figure said while lifting Goldie out
of her cage and into his arms. "Let's go home!" As her owner was carrying her
out of the Kadoatery, Goldie noticed a worker bringing in a blue Kadoatie who
was to take Goldie's place since she was going home and a cage was now free.
"How is it in there?", the blue Kadoatie whispered
to Goldie, obviously very nervous about his upcoming stay. "It's okay I guess,
but here's a word of advice...." Goldie warned the young feline.
"Be careful what you wish for...because in here,
you might NOT get it!"
Author's note: After feeding Kadoaties myself, I've been plenty frustrated.
Writing this little story truly helped. ^_^ I know technically petpets aren't
supposed to talk, but how else do they let you know what specific item they
are looking for while in the Kadoatery, right? ^_^ I hope you enjoyed reading
this, and I would like to thank everyone who mailed me after reading my first
and only submission to the NT that encouraged me to write again. Happy Kadoatie