How I Became a Cat Person


This is me and my cat.

Gavin Barrett, Contributer

Have you ever changed your mind about something? Because I have, it all started when I came home from school.

I saw my neighbors looking in a bush and I have never seen them do this before so I knew something was wrong. I went to go and check on the situation and that’s when I saw it. It was a little baby kitten! The kitten looked very hungry, so I quickly picked it up and fed it some milk.

After that, I asked my neighbors if it was their cat but they said no. So I made an executive decision. I decided to keep the cat so it could regain its strength. After a month of healing it was time to let it go, but when we let it outside it was wandering but it never wandered too far. It was like the cat wanted to stay. It liked to explore but stayed close to us; it felt protected around us.

Next, I saw that the cat was feeling lonely so I spent as much time as I could with it, but then I had to go to school and I started to get into games. The cat was lonely again, so it started to explore outside to try and find new friends. That’s when the cat found Fluffy, my second cat. Fluffy was a fat cat and loved to play with Hedwig, the cat that went to explore.
Then I adopted Fluffy and Hedwig and we lived happily ever after.