Everything felt so new. All he had known before was that warm, cozy, dark place where he’d been sleeping. It was still dark but it was cold now. He didn’t like the cold. He was glad when he heard a noise nearby. The noise sounded familiar. There was a nice smell coming from the direction of the noise. It smelled good. He wanted to get closer to the where the smell came from. He felt movement. Something was touching him and whatever it was, it was warm. He wanted to be warm again! More than one thing was touching him. The things that were touching him had that nice smell on them. He could feel himself leaving the ground and somehow he knew he was being held. He now knew that someone was with him, holding him. This person was warm, and they smelled good. They smelled big and strong. He heard the noise again. Now he remembered. That noise was the same sound he heard while he had been asleep in that warm, cozy, dark place. It was coming from the person that was holding him. The sound was strong and powerful and he felt protected by it. He wanted to reach out to the person’s sound so he tried to make a noise of his own. He heard the other’s noise again and he was happy. Now he wondered if there was anything else besides the darkness that surrounded him. Slowly, a light started to appear. It grew bigger and bigger. Then he started to see shapes and colors form next within the light. Everything became clearer and clearer and for the first time he started to see what was on the other side of the cozy darkness. He was once again happy when he saw the visage of the person he knew he’d been waiting for.

Kiss.

He was happy.