Have you ever wondered what it would be like if cats didn’t exist? I have, and it sounds like life would be miserable and boring. I’m sure I’m not the only one who thinks that. Like, if I didn’t have my cats, I have no idea what I would do with my life.

So my parents started off by trying to hint that we were getting a new cat, (me and my brother didn’t know yet). She showed me a picture of the exact cat and said, “what if we were to get a cat like that?”. I obviously was like HECK YEAH. She immediately went back to the beginning and said, “yeah dad would never.” I then lost hope.

A few days later the mail came like usual. I tried to go and get it for my mom to try and help, but she denied me and told me she could get it. I didn’t think much of it. I then followed her into the kitchen, where she was opening the package. It was a blue cat collar, I thought it was just for one of our other cats. Once again I didn’t think much of it.

Another few days later, my parents sat me and my brother down on the couch, my brother was clueless. Then my dad weirdly asked me to go to the kitchen to make him a sandwich, and asked my brother to help me. But when we walked back into the living room, there the cat was, sitting on a chair out of nowhere. I dropped everything and immediately ran towards him.

So, in conclusion, that was all the events that happened leading up to getting a new cat. I am to this day very happy that we have him now. He is definitely a weird cat and will always be a weird cat. My 2 cats that I had before, one of them took quite a while to get used to him. And the other just liked him right off the bat. He wasn’t too hard to litter, we just kept him in a small room with the litter box until he got the feeling. But overall he is a really good cat and I love him.