Sunday, January 16, 2011
Emily?
I made a new friend :3 I met her on Saturday, January 15th! I met her while at my grandmothers house. I'll tell you how we met :3 I was playing with these two cats (Which i thought were strays) And they were her grandmothers cats. (Fluffy and Kathy) And after i showed her this white rose that was growing she pulled it out of the ground and walked over to were these two trees were (my grandfather cut them down) And she planted it. Saying that we are going to plant a cat garden. She was at her grandmothers house for the weekend. I hope i can see her next weekend! I also befriended (I had already met her) Rachel, Who lives next door to my grandmother's. All of us were working on the "cat garden" Together. Her brothers are mean though. Oh well even though acorrding to them me and Emily are just "Stupid girls" At lest i can spell Thousand...
Friday, January 7, 2011
Cats
Hey, Whats up? I really, REALLY have not updated. But i suddenly felt like updating.
Now to get to the point. A few years ago, my very first cat "Spike" had died. He was a mean cat. he always pounced on my leg and bit me. But he died, and the really sad thing is that, i didn't care. After a few days, i had completely forgotten the cat, Until my brother, Zak. Was cleaning his room, He wanted to show me his progress. I saw this beanie that had a lot of cat hair on it so i turned to Zak and said "Zak, Why was Sparta laying on this?" And my brother replied "It was probably spike" And that made a lot of very sad memories pop up. Now that i think about it, I really hate myself for just easily forgetting the cat, and tossing his memory aside. I don't even know what happened to his body or how he died.
I felt like getting that off my chest, In fact i don't feel as bad. Thank you for reading my random ramble :)
Now to get to the point. A few years ago, my very first cat "Spike" had died. He was a mean cat. he always pounced on my leg and bit me. But he died, and the really sad thing is that, i didn't care. After a few days, i had completely forgotten the cat, Until my brother, Zak. Was cleaning his room, He wanted to show me his progress. I saw this beanie that had a lot of cat hair on it so i turned to Zak and said "Zak, Why was Sparta laying on this?" And my brother replied "It was probably spike" And that made a lot of very sad memories pop up. Now that i think about it, I really hate myself for just easily forgetting the cat, and tossing his memory aside. I don't even know what happened to his body or how he died.
I felt like getting that off my chest, In fact i don't feel as bad. Thank you for reading my random ramble :)
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