sooooo. hrm, I say soooooo alot. very often actually indeed. I'm gonna tell a story! So onece apon a time there was this litle old house, a little old lady and a little small boy. He had hair blonde as the sun and a smile that reached to his ears. the grandmother was always home working i the kitchen leaving the little boy to wander in the 5 acres of land outside the litle old house. The boy everyday would go and see the chickens, and check on the vegetable garden. he rooamed through the fruit garden, and ate blue berries, strawberries, galore. He went to the fences and watched the road, waving to the passengers in their cars as they passed. But cars on that road were very rare. Across the sstreet was nothing, and beside the house fences, were nothing, jsut open feild. No houses, or trees, or animals. So the boy grew very lonely. He often tended to the cats, and talked to them and followed them around the area. But one day the cats were all gone. Salt and pepper, were both gone. Now after a week they hadn' showed up, and the boy grew quite sad, for he thought they got lost. They could of died. But soon they both came back one morning. It just so happened that during that week, salt had given birth to 8 kittens. Now, the grandmother was puzzled by this, not so many cats were usually born to her experiance, but she did not question the miracle of life. So soon the cats grew up little by little, and so did the boy. Soon, all the cats wondered away, or were eaten by cyotes, or were given to family members. After a while, Salt, Pepper, and one kitten were left. That kitten was named peaches, and she was the smallest cat of them all. Soon, the boys hair turned brown, and got some curl to it. And the cat grew older, and larger. But when one day, the boy and his mother were going to leave grandmothers house, and they found a startling sight. Peaches was supposed to come with them, but now she coouldn't. they found the cold body of a dark brown cat, being nuzzled by 3 kittens. The little boy was saddened for a while, but he was left by a fnd reminder of his friend. the two kittens were taken to family members, one grey cat tothe boys aunt, the white to his uncle, and the black to him. Or, for a while his step sister, sort of. But when she moved out, the black cat Qui Qui was left for the now older boy. His new name Papa Kitty, (which he responds to) seemed to fit him, for he was the eldes cat that had lived in theor house. and he is still loved. In fact, he is on my lap right now.
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