Kittens-Personal Narrative

It was a warm sunny summer afternoon, we were driving down a busy road when all of a suten my sister yelled,

About two years ago my sister had taken in a dog named Morgan. At first I didn’t exactly agree with this because she already had a dog that she hardly took care of. When my sister brought Morgan home she was about two months old. I could still hold her in on had. And as I spent more time with her, she became my baby.

I was born on a cold October morning, well that is something my mother always told me. Perhaps, that is one of the many reasons why I enjoy cold days and drinking coffee. I have live my whole life in Chicago, but I do have dreams of moving somewhere else. My family consisted of my father, mother, and sister, who is my twin, for eighteen years. However, in the past month a new family member got added, Toma Heroine Touka, my kitten. It is a really funny story how she came to be added to my family. It all started when I told my dad “If Germany wins that World Cup, then he should get me a cat.” My dad took it as a joke, but accepted it. Time passed and I saw that I would never get a cat that I can call my own. It was around late November when

I woke up hearing her alarm indicating that it was time for school. Why are the weekends over so quick, it’s Monday already, I groaned to myself.

Having been a man of means and position, it had presumably not been necessary for him to work for a living like the rest of us, so at the time of his death he had had about seventy adult years in which he was free to do whatever he wanted to do, to pursue any calling he wished or to work at anything he felt worthy of his considerable abilities.

I watched as her cheeks went slightly red for a moment at my questioning. Perhaps it was my wording of it. Still, she nodded her head after looking over the phone thoughtfully.

I slowly opened my eyes. I was almost blinded by the sunlight that came through the window of my bedroom and travelled right into my exposed retina. I closed my eyes again. It was Saturday, so I could sleep in for as long as I wanted. I dozed off into a light sleep.

loves animals. We didn’t know the first thing about taking care of a kitten so, my mom and I went to the

Then I remember the lady asking us if we had a name for him. We responded that we were deciding between Falcon and Jasper. The meeting went well we paid them and put our new dog in the van with us. I sat in the back so our dog would not feel alone. He stayed attached to my leg the whole time. We then got home and he as so worn out from the day that I sat on the floor with him and he laid down next to me and fell asleep using my leg as a pillow. After asking the whole family we decided on the name Jasper! Days passed and he got much more used to us. His crate was kept in my room and after I was sure he was potty trained, I started letting him on my bed to sleep with me, which at the time no dogs were allowed on beds or couches. However, many days and weeks passed and that is the first time I had truly felt joyful in a while. I am so glad that we could adopt him.

Sometimes I go on Craigslist and look at all the kittens in my community. Theoretically, I could adopt all those kittens, right now! I like to imagine that in another universe I'm just this being that is controlled by my own worldly impulses. So if earthly Charity wants fifty kittens, unlimited Dominos, and a movie theater all to herself showing The Golden Girls, other universe Charity is living it the fuck up... It's the little things.

When we got back to the house, I checked to see if the tuna I had placed on the deck for the disappearing cat was left unmolested. But, to my surprise, there it was, right where I had left it only being eaten. But it wasn’t being munched on by the white cat with orange ears that I’d found hiding out in the back of our shed. This was a completely different cat. Its fur was pitch black, and it had compellingly piercing-green eyes. Gauging from the petite size of it, I thought it might be a female which I was then later able to

Early October a few years ago I was coming home from my grandma's house. When I walked in the door to my house and saw a strange box. I saw what was inside of the box and immediately was filled with joy and many questions to ask. I’ve always wanted a cat but my mom and dad wouldn’t let me have one in the house. In the drop of a hat I asked my dad where the kitten came from and if it was really ours. He said he found the kitten on the farm without a mother to care for it. Hearing that made put very sad thoughts in my mind. My dad went on telling me that the kitten could die if we didn’t keep it warm, teach it to use the litter box, and make it drink milk from a bottle. It was a long journey of fear and worry as the kitten got sick many times.

I have two adorable dogs and one cat.Gunnar, Magaret, and Isabella. I love them with all my heart but they all have their times of doing incredibly stupid things. For instance, when Gunnar was a puppy he had a habit of eating socks that were left on the floor. He ate everything from tube socks to ankle socks. One day he decided to eat my very small size two ankle socks. And this time it got caught in his intestines and he almost died that night. But we caught it just in time and sped to the vet ER. Even though he survived he did get stitches from his hind legs to his center stomach, and had to wear

There were ten acres of heavily forested land surrounding us, and it was all ours. We lived on top of a very steep hill, and our driveway was paved with gravel. Needless to say, sometimes we had to get out of our car and walk the whole way up. It wasn't all bad, though. From our hilltop, we had an excellent view of our surroundings. Trucks used the roads below to transport cargo to and from the nearby quarry, but we were high enough up that the noise didn't bother us. It was a good place to raise animals, so we got lots of pets. We had brought my dog Rufus all the way from Columbus. Rufus was a mutt that looked like a German Shepherd, he was as old as me, and I loved him dearly. We rescued another dog from the pound, a black Labrador named Fanny. I had dreamed of getting a pet pig ever since I had seen Babe, so my mother got me a pet pot-bellied pig named Pokey. He got a bit lonely, so we got another pig, named Spotty. We also got pet chickens to give us eggs. We had six hens, but I can't remember their names. We also had two roosters, named Godzilla and King Kong because they liked to fight each other. Their names were my idea. I was around nine at the time. Our old cat Junebug had died a long time ago, so we got a new cat named Curly. We had lots of fun with our new pets, and it didn't take long for me to get settled

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