Personal Narrative On A Drop Of A Kitten

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I remember when two of my kittens died in my hands, one recently and one when I was almost nine. I remember their names, Midnight is the one that died recently, Pudge is the one that died when I was almost nine. They were born sickly when they were born. I miss them so much, but I know they are angels now. They fly with everyone I lost whom are in heaven.

We were going to our neighbors on a hot day and all I was wearing was a messy bun, eyeliner, mascara, baggy T-shirt tucked into my high waisted jean shorts, and black converse. I was thinking about what I was going to do afterwards since the neighbor kids were only 7 and 4, until a scrawny little “Meow” was ahead of me. I froze to see a little kitten in the road staring at a car. All my thoughts vanished except for one: I had to save that cat. It brought me back 3 years ago to when I had my other cat, Swiper. He died and it was my fault.

On July 6th of 2013, my mother and I got a call to go pick up two newborn baby kittens, one an orange tabby and the other a calico, they were found in a bush near the mountains. The family who found them said they would bring them in for the night since the rough terrain held mountain lions and coyotes; they could have their lives claimed at any moment before they could even try to live.

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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.

It’s been 5 years since that night at my grandma’s house in 2012. We went up to my grandma’s cabin around Thanksgiving but something wasn’t right. My dog Birch wasn’t acting right. We went to bed thinking everything was ok, but during the middle of the night, Birch ran away. He was found in the woods near my grandparents house. My dad brought him back into the house and we all went back to sleep. But in the morning, I woke up to find Birch lifeless on the ground. My mother next to him and my dad on the bed. As I walked into the room I tried to hold the tears back but it was too hard. The tears flowed down my face and over my hands as I covered my mouth. Birch was dead. It took a while for this to

Before I went into foster care, I was heading back to Iowa, from Arkansas, to see my older sister Shantell’s graduation. I left early that night and fell asleep in the car. It took us 22 hours ,but we also stopped a lot, and when we got to Iowa Falls, it was like 5:00 p.m. We got lost until my mom called Shantell’s foster mom, and she told us where the house was. So when we got there, my sister Patience and I went into the house and went into the living room where my older sister Shantell was sitting on the couch watching TV, and she saw us, and we saw her we hugged. She cried then we asked her foster mom if we could stay the entire summer. The foster mom said yes, and then me and Patience asked our mom if we could, and she said yes Then she was told by Shantell’s foster mom, if she was gone over a week it would be called abandonment. Our mom didn’t tell us that. Then she left a week later.

A kitten might be depressed after being separated from her mother and siblings. If she was a stray who was already alone when rescued, the kitten's depression could reflect traumatic experiences of being lost, hurt, hungry, cold or abandoned. Before cheering up your kitten, you will need to make her feel secure with you. Sit near her and speak quietly, without overwhelming her. Provide a warm, cozy, retreat where she can curl up and rest.

A couple months ago during the summer before 7th grade my grandma came to visit for a month while she was recovering from a leg injury. My grandma owned two cats Sylvester and Red. Sylvester was 15 and Red was 14, Sylvester was much more social than Red. But you could tell that they both loved each other very deeply. Now my grandma is not what people would call a crazy cat lady known by many people because of television. But she loved her cats as much as she loved my mom, me, and my brother. Which I did not have a problem with.

One day my mom had a innocent idea that turned into one of the most traumatizing experience of my life. She decided to take us to the mall but, little did I know that I would get lost. It began as we walked around, I noticed a new toy at the toy store. I went over to look at it, I picked up the toy and said “look mom it talks”, but to my surprise she was gone and nowhere to be found. My four year old mind went into panic mode, as if it was running around in circles. A few moments later a kind lady comes up to me and ask if I was lost. I answered yes and she took my hand to look for my mom. It was soon after that I found her, I quickly ran to her and gave her a big hug. As I began to tell her how scared I was, I had tears rolling down my face.

When I was 10 years old, I didn’t want a bike for my birthday. I didn’t ask for games and I didn’t ask for toys, what I asked for was cat food. Over the past year, I had been volunteering at my local humane society, socializing cats and walking dogs in the hopes that they would be able to someday find their forever home. For as long as I can remember I’ve had a special affinity to animals. My best friends for the beginning of my life were my cats Theo and Chicken, and after rescuing Chicken from the animal shelter, I wanted to find a way to help animals that had more trouble getting adopted. As soon as I was old enough, I began volunteering at our local animal shelter, Homeward Bound. The feeling of coaxing a cat out of hiding and acclimating

On the way home my dad was telling me that she wouldn’t eat, drink and she couldn’t even get up to relieve herself. He said that she had completely given up. Depressing huh? Well when we got home I could not think of anything else to do but lay down next to her. After about ten minutes of being with her my dad said my mom was on her way home and when she got home we would take Malea to the vet to put her down. For the first time in my life, I never wanted my mom to come home. As sad as I was, inside I knew that it was better to put her down then let her suffer all because I wanted her.

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I remember when I was 11 years old and my dog, Happy, was sick with cancer. Since the moment we rescued Happy he was the sweetest, most energetic pet I had ever seen. He remained this way over the many years that we had him, hence, his name. I remember the day we decided it was time to let go. We took Happy to the veterinarian clinic and were taken into a little room. All four of us, my brother, my parents, and I, huddled around Happy as he was lying on the counter. The veterinarian gave us some time to spend with him alone and say our goodbyes. When she returned she asked if we were ready and gave him an injection that would take him away from this world forever. Happy was euthanized due to his illness. As terribly