How Did You Get Your Cat?

Hello everyone. I want to know how you got your pet. Perhaps you went to the pet store not expecting to buy anymore pets or-if you didn't have any pets at all-you didn't think you would be getting one, but you did. Maybe you found your pet on the street and rescued it. If you don't have a pet tell me how you would like to find your pet. Maybe the pet picked you from the very beginning...after all thats how I got my two cats.

Tyler: I got Tyler for my fifth birthday. My parents suprised me one day by telling me that we were going to go pick up a kitten in an hour. I don't remember if a cat was my favorite animal, but if it wasn't already it quickly became so. My Grandma who lived with us at the time had found an article in the newspaper that read: "Two Adorable Gray Kittens." When we got to the home of the people that were selling them, there was only one adorable gray kitten left...and that was our Tyler. My mom was looking around for the kitten and didn't notice a girl plop him into my arms. The little kitten wasn't scared at all, on the contrary, he started to purr and almost went to sleep. I looked up at my mom and smiled she smile back and said, "He's the one". Of course we took him home and he quickly became one of the family.
Wiggles: Wiggles was a little different...okay a lot different. We'd had Tyler for six years. I had given up trying to talk my dad into getting another one, even though I had never given up wanting another one. One night my parents and I went on a family walk and as we were walking by this one house (that my mom had always loved the mailbox of) we saw this lady holding three kittens in her arms. We stopped to look at them and the lady just gave each one of us one of the kittens to hold. The one my mom held kept wanting another lady that was standing next to the lady with the cats, the one my dad held, was kindof skittish, but the one I held just looked at me and then would look around a little, but turn back to me. We found out that they were born at a farm in Northern California. And had been brought down here, were a relative of the family who had the farm, was looking for homes for the kittens. I didn't even think about asking my dad if we could take one home. I knew-at least I thought I knew-that he would say no. Then my dad said we'd go home and think about getting one. Think, doesn't always mean yes with my dad, so I didn't get my hopes up...much. After we started walking again my dad said, "I think we should get one of those kittens. Tyler is getting a little fat and it would be good for him to have some excercise. A little kitten just might do the trick." My mom and I were shocked. The next morning my mom called the lady and arranged that the next day we could come over and pick which one we wanted. I went to a friends house that day and told her family all about what had happend. The next day my mom and I went over to the lady's house. The lady opened up the garage door and out came the three kittens. Two of the cats went zooming towards a bowl of milk that had been placed on the driveway, the other however went zooming right over to ME! I recognized him as the kitten I had held two nights ago. He had remembered me. I looked up at my mom, just like I had done when we got Tyler, she smiled and said, "He's the one." He has been my little Caluba ever since.

Email me at Tiffanijoi143@gmail.com or leave a comment about how you got your pet. It's really easy to do and it doesn't take that long.

The dog may be wonderful prose, but only the cat is poetry

French Proverb