Biographical Non-Fiction posted April 30, 2017 | Chapters: | ...32 33 -34- 35... |
My used cat
A chapter in the book Pet Stories
Simba
by Mustang Patty
Simba was the hands-down favorite of all the cats I've owned. He had a personality and funny mannerisms. His glossy, long, fur was soft, and his tufted ears never failed to delight me. Though twenty-pounds of pure black cat sounds fat, he was just very large.
I always considered him a used cat because we adopted him when he was four years old. We found him at a pet store waiting to be taken home. I was intrigued by his size and age, but wondered about the bonding experience.
Turns out, there was nothing to worry about. After Simba got used to his surroundings, he was quite the talker and followed me everywhere. He yearned to be in my lap, and his size made me feel like I had a lap dog. His chatter made me laugh, and we used to have long conversations.
We were lucky enough to enjoy his company for another five years. His antics brought much laughter and his big heart encompassed mine. At only nine years old, he was gone. I have missed him every day since. He was unique and most definitely far from used, or less than perfect.
Beautiful Creatures writing prompt entry
Simba was the hands-down favorite of all the cats I've owned. He had a personality and funny mannerisms. His glossy, long, fur was soft, and his tufted ears never failed to delight me. Though twenty-pounds of pure black cat sounds fat, he was just very large.
I always considered him a used cat because we adopted him when he was four years old. We found him at a pet store waiting to be taken home. I was intrigued by his size and age, but wondered about the bonding experience.
Turns out, there was nothing to worry about. After Simba got used to his surroundings, he was quite the talker and followed me everywhere. He yearned to be in my lap, and his size made me feel like I had a lap dog. His chatter made me laugh, and we used to have long conversations.
We were lucky enough to enjoy his company for another five years. His antics brought much laughter and his big heart encompassed mine. At only nine years old, he was gone. I have missed him every day since. He was unique and most definitely far from used, or less than perfect.
I always considered him a used cat because we adopted him when he was four years old. We found him at a pet store waiting to be taken home. I was intrigued by his size and age, but wondered about the bonding experience.
Turns out, there was nothing to worry about. After Simba got used to his surroundings, he was quite the talker and followed me everywhere. He yearned to be in my lap, and his size made me feel like I had a lap dog. His chatter made me laugh, and we used to have long conversations.
We were lucky enough to enjoy his company for another five years. His antics brought much laughter and his big heart encompassed mine. At only nine years old, he was gone. I have missed him every day since. He was unique and most definitely far from used, or less than perfect.
Writing Prompt Write a short essay about an animal - maximum 300 words. It can be a beloved pet or a wild animal you admire. The photo you include should be of the animal, or type of animal, you are describing. |
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I still love this fat cat.
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