Personal Narrative: Surviving A Kitten

After we bought all the stuff we needed, we headed back to the house. We were almost home when I saw a women standing outside of her car in her driveway. She was holding groceries and petting a little kitten. “Awe it’s so cute!” I said

Our room had a balcony that overlooked a small piece of nature, and as I looked down, I saw something small and furry in the grass. It was averaged sized for its species and had the furriest little tail ever. I walked around, calmly looking for something to eat, preferably a rodent. I got the rest of my family to see a cat we named it Biscotty the

When I was young, and living in Duluth, Minnesota, I loved animals and still do. My three sisters and I would take in any creature we found and help it survive or keep it warm. Our family We were only children and didn’t know any better, but Addie found a dead mouse in our yard and brought it into the house. She kept him and named him Freddy. When my mom asked her what she was going to do with him she replied, “We can take him out and look at him.” We had him for about a week until our mom got rid of him because of the smell. We were devastated but eventually found ourselves new pets to care for. One of which, was a chipmunk.

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.

“Beneath My House” by Louise Erdrich, is a literary essay with an expressive approach. Erdrich narrates the day she rescues a kitten from beneath her house, despite the fact that she does not even like cats. Her maternal instincts take over when she hears the kitten cry, which causes her to do whatever it takes to rescue the kitten. Then, the author analyzes the event and she expresses her emotional response. Through the use of description and narration, Erdrich allows for the audience to imagine the rescue of the kitten “beneath her house.” The overall theme is the act of being born.

Eda Cofield, a Venus resident, and her teenaged daughter, Aliyah, came into the shelter around 11 a.m. to find another cat after their previous cat, Saber, disappeared.

Prior to these 4 kittens, I have fostered 4 dogs and 2 other kittens. Doing this helps the animal shelters make room for other animals in harm and helps let the animals being fostered have a loving environment to grow and strive

Most of the cats were hiding deep in their cages, as if they were ashamed of being in the humane society at all. But little Vin, he stuck his paws out the bars of the cage, begging for attention. As I crouched down to look at him, I was greeted by his big, pastel green eyes. And then a meow, of course. He was tiny, not just in the fact he was just a baby, but he was skinny. Now, I had seen slim cats, but I could see poor Vincent’s ribs even through his black striped fur.

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.

Joella Corra loves her cat. She doesn’t talk to anyone else. She is very solitary. She is an avid cat person. She could not imagine a life without her cat. She didn’t just like cats, she loved all animals. She felt as free as a bird in nature. When she went home, she hugged her dog and waved to her brother. “Hello Patrick, How was your day?” she said. In the middle of the night, her cat slipped away. They searched all day, but then it started to rain cats and dogs. It was a catastrophe!Meanwhile, Aspen Little let in a wet cat, and fed it. She noticed that the cat was as black as night. “Hello little kitty. Would you like some food?” said Aspen. The cat seemed to smile and say yes. Joella was very lonely. She felt dismal. She missed her beloved

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.

During the very beginning of the story, the author is playing in the woods near the end of her street when she finds the kitten. The kitten is covered in leaves and twigs, and yellow boogers are coming out of its eyes. She is glad that the kids she plays with are not there, because sometimes they can be mean. When the kitten makes a pitiful noise, she is very reassuring to it and says, “Don’t worry.” “Everything will be okay.” She shows the trait of caring by comforting the sickly kitten. She strokes its scabby head until the meowing is replaced by faint purrs.

for a kitten then picked her up from Tammy's house. Our family and I were surprised late in the afternoon

It all started the day a family wanted to give away some kittens. She called my mother-in-law and told her that we could come over and look at some of kittens and that we could have one of them, because she could not keep them all. So we went over to her house and hung out for a little while and looked at the kittens. I do not think that they were a month old at that time on the account of their size. The original plan was only to take home, but that is not what happened. We all started talking and playing with the kittens, I had one and my husband had another. They both seemed like us so much that the family friend kind of haggled us into taking both the female and the male home, who we named Lily and Wade. Interestingly enough, the male cat’s name came from a comic book character.

When I was twenty-two years old, I answered an advertisement in the paper for free Labrador puppies. Driving up to the house, I saw all the little critters running around and having a ball of a time. I got into the pen with the pups, and finally decided on the shy runt who spent the majority of his time hiding under a board. I loved his personality and instantly