Cat Descriptive Writing

Even being surrounded by unfamiliarly, the ladies felt at home in this quaint but spacious hut. The old crone like voice spoke again, asking the girls to stay for tea. The girls entertained the idea and sat at the small table where the tea was already placed, even though they could have sworn it wasn't that way a few seconds ago. A few moments later a cat with indigo eyes jumped on Ygritte's lap, nudging its head against her. The cat then jumped on the table and moves over to Beckah, giving her the same treatment as Ygritte. The girls notice a young woman descending through a hatch from the upper portion of the hut. The youthful women inquired why the girls were visiting her

On January 11, 2005, Malcolm Gladwell a renowned bestselling author, wrote blink: The power of Thinking without Thinking. In this book, Gladwell’s intentions were to provide the reader a different perspective on quick decision making based solely on instinct and how the brain is much more complex whilst making these decisions. This is all shown through the title, blink which is decision making in just the blink of an eye. Throughout the book, the author uses a consistent writing style with a multitude of real life situations over time in order to prove his reasoning on how decisions based on instinct can a lot of times, be far superior than those that are analyzed.

It was just a late night for Catherine, also known as Kitty, returning home from work around 3am. She parked her car and proceeded to walk to her apartment, about 100 feet away, in a quiet upper middle-class neighborhood. Less than a block away she was then grabbed by a strange man, "Oh, my God, he stabbed me! Please help me! Please help me!” She screamed. A light turned on in a nearby apartment and a voiced replied, "Let that girl alone!” Then the lights went out, the attacker walked away, Kitty was

Lin morphs into the Feline -- a cat/human hybrid. Sleek, yet prowling. Elegant, yet deadly. She jumps out the window and takes off into the city.

Angelo followed Sylvia’s line of sight. “Hello, Mr. Caito. I didn’t notice you were there.”

Her hair is the strings of a harp, bloodied from the constant playing of the beautiful hymns of the gods.

“Oh Puss-cat, what would I do without you, eh!” Carrie purred to her feline companion. Carrie sat with the cat on her knee for a while, but the cat eventually got bored and went to pester the dogs. Her laptop was lying on the wooden table, and the curiosity of what her photos looked like made her open it and insert her memory card into the reader. As she was flicking through the various images she heard Dawn

All Natalie could see was the endless forest of tall redwood trees in every direction. The sun glistened just over the horizon, turning the sky the dark orange color of sunset. Feeling overwhelmingly alone, she looked down at her light brown tabby cat, Merlin. He was fairly small, with paws the size of quarters and a height of about nine inches, and Natalie loved him more than anything in the world. He was always there when she felt scared or alone, and Natalie knew she could trust him to be just as intelligent as she could ever be. She stroked his short, soft fur at the neck, where a spot of white formed the distinct shape of a crescent moon. It was a simple action, a nervous tic of hers. Merlin’s green eyes met her own brown ones, and a

One day, a sudden shock shook the house that lives a woman named Alice and her cat, Chelsey. Every day was normal to Chelsey until the sudden shock has changed something in her. Chelsey finds out that she was able to talk. She was confused and excited. She didn’t understand why and how she was able to talk. She believes it was probably due to the shock. Chelsey was happy thinking that she might be able to communicate with her owner, Alice. However, Chelsey is afraid of what might happen if Alice knows that she can talk. Chelsey decides to keep this secret to herself and live happily with her beloved owner, Alice. As Alice hurriedly left the house, Chelsey sat in front of the door to see her out. After Alice has left, Chelsey says, “Have a great

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A golden light shines through the apartment windows. After drawing open the last curtain, Elowen rests on the window seat and places her breakfast on an unpacked cardboard box. She watches the aftermath of the morning storm cover the city below in a thick, shiny glaze. These are her favourite mornings, when her mother works an early shift. Something about waking up in a quiet house gives her a sense of peacefulness.

In Nicomachean Ethics Book X, Aristotle discussed true happiness and came to the conclusion that it was contemplation without ceasing. He also acknowledged that humans could never truly achieve it but instead could experience it in short bursts if they worked up to it, and if not there was always contentment, but it was important to strive towards contemplation. He stated that only the gods could truly be happy as they are beings of reason alone. This means that we should strive to be like the gods. However, are gods always happy or do they just have the capacity to be happy for as long as they choose?

As I said yesterday, you should be very fucking proud of yourself for taking the dose of the Cat I laid on your back. I hope that taking this introductory dose of the Cat has increased you faith in your ability to survive a proper flogging? I am indeed fucking proud that I took that dose of the Cat, Andy. It was a very tough challenge and there were times that I doubted my ability to get through it, but I dug deep and toughed it out. It certainly has increased my confidence in getting through a proper flogging.​ I knew it would. One day you will trust me when I tell you these things about CP, I do know whayt I'm shagging talking about Mark! Ah Andy, I honestly do trust you regarding CP. The fact that you had told me that it would do

I really don't care for this time of year. It's muddy, rainy, cold, warm, snow, sleet, sunny dry.You name it and we get it. Take yesterday it was sunny and 71 out . Loved it. Now today it's 45 and raining. Hate it. But that is what you get living in S.E. Indiana.

After a long, stressful day at school with a lot of homework to do, I go lay on the couch and rest my eyes for a bit, but only to open my eyes to see the cutest dog in the world jump right next to me. I start to smile as my dog gets closer to my face, about to lick my face to smithereens.