One day, a very fine day, I was sitting on my owner's window. I looked outside and found a surprise. A whole new world.
Well, I eventually ate my strange food, and went back to look. With my one green eye, I found a strange play-thing. But I knew I'd never go back outside. Not till forever. I am a single cat now. My owner's okay. It plays with me a bit. At least it tries. I remember the tragic of the death.... Nevertheless, I went off and meowed to ask my owner if I could go outside. For the first time, it let me.
The outside world was beautiful. I climbed over their fence, and set off to the real world.
I was lost! But I thought I knew the way. I looked, but with by missing eye, I couldn't see barely at all! I knew I would find it, but the thought kept ringing in my head, I may never get back. Now you know about me and the outside world, and a little bit of how I got lost. Thank you for reading my news, called Forever.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Love
That one day, the day I saw the fluffy cat, or the Maine coon. I liked him when I got used to him. Soon enough, I liked him too much. I loved him.
It all started when I came down to play with Black Berry. I decided to meet the big cat. His calico friend took a angry glare at me. He hissed, "Back off!" and I didn't. The Maine coon soon stepped forward, and swung his paw at me. I knew it was a warning, but I still stayed. He eventually gave me a lick on the cheek, and mewed, "I like you."
That word was a dream, but it came true four days later. We loved each other. One day, he got sick. He was gone, and still to this day I don't know where he is. His friend eventually died, so I was left alone. Really alone. No Black Berry to snuggle with, and no cat to hang out with. Now you know about the Maine coon I loved, and a little bit of how I lived there. Thank you for reading my news, called Love.
It all started when I came down to play with Black Berry. I decided to meet the big cat. His calico friend took a angry glare at me. He hissed, "Back off!" and I didn't. The Maine coon soon stepped forward, and swung his paw at me. I knew it was a warning, but I still stayed. He eventually gave me a lick on the cheek, and mewed, "I like you."
That word was a dream, but it came true four days later. We loved each other. One day, he got sick. He was gone, and still to this day I don't know where he is. His friend eventually died, so I was left alone. Really alone. No Black Berry to snuggle with, and no cat to hang out with. Now you know about the Maine coon I loved, and a little bit of how I lived there. Thank you for reading my news, called Love.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Hope
One cat. One hope. When I was in the adoptions center, I had a calico friend named Cutie. A girl named Lauren Crawford really loved her. Lauren couldn't get her, and Cutie didn't mind. We hung out together, while I watched Black Berry play with my good eye. I soon decided to go out and play with the other cats. A Maine coon didn't really like me. He swatted at me, while he hissed his head off. Not literally. Once I got used to him, and his calico friend, I started to like him.
I always stayed close to Black Berry, remembering how his father died. It was such a terrible feeling that he got run over by a car. One day, I was sleeping, and when I woke up I noticed Cutie was gone. Then I had my hope that Black Berry was going to stay forever.
Then, all hope was lost. Black Berry was gone. Forever. Now you know about my hope, my friend, some of the Maine coon I liked, and little bit of how Black Berry's father died. Thank you for reading my news, called Hope.
I always stayed close to Black Berry, remembering how his father died. It was such a terrible feeling that he got run over by a car. One day, I was sleeping, and when I woke up I noticed Cutie was gone. Then I had my hope that Black Berry was going to stay forever.
Then, all hope was lost. Black Berry was gone. Forever. Now you know about my hope, my friend, some of the Maine coon I liked, and little bit of how Black Berry's father died. Thank you for reading my news, called Hope.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Gone
I was separated from Black Berry, and right before she was gone she squirmed to see me, then when her new owner held her tighter she said: "bye... I sure will miss you."
Now that my daughter's gone, I have to live alone. My new owner calls me different names, but I like and understand my own name. Just because I've had a terrible past, that doesn't mean I'm terrible myself. In fact, a girl named Kiera Sherman loved me and Black Berry so much, she cried when I heard her mother say: "no. You can't have her."
I hope my owner's nice to me. I really want a great life. I want it to be as great as having Kiera as an owner. I would have had 99% fun with her, and I hope if my owner is not nice, I'll go back to have a new one. Now you know about Black Berry's miserable and heartbreaking divorce, and me and a little of my owner. Thank you for reading my news, called Gone.
Now that my daughter's gone, I have to live alone. My new owner calls me different names, but I like and understand my own name. Just because I've had a terrible past, that doesn't mean I'm terrible myself. In fact, a girl named Kiera Sherman loved me and Black Berry so much, she cried when I heard her mother say: "no. You can't have her."
I hope my owner's nice to me. I really want a great life. I want it to be as great as having Kiera as an owner. I would have had 99% fun with her, and I hope if my owner is not nice, I'll go back to have a new one. Now you know about Black Berry's miserable and heartbreaking divorce, and me and a little of my owner. Thank you for reading my news, called Gone.
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