Well, That Makes Five...
Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2003 6:22 pm
It started out an ordinary day. I get up, eat breakfast, watch Petsburg, USA on Animal Planet... then I go out to load my books into the car. I start hearing a meowing. I thought it was one of our cats, but it keeps getting louder. I turn and se something flying at me. It was a gray and white... no longer a kitten, but not quite a cat, but I'll call it a "cat". The cat starts rubbing me, and I go to pet it. But it keeps staying close to me, and now I become afraid. Afraid that the cat will jump in the way of the car as we're leaving. I had to hold the cat while my mom pulled out, put the cat down, and run to the car then jump in. We then saw kitty roadkill on the way to school :( Poor thing still had its eyes open...
Sorry to make a joke about it, but when my first period teacher let whoever was there into the class (there's only five people who show up early, I'm one of them. The rest are coming in as the bell's ringing), she asked how everyone was this morning. I didn't say anything about the live cat, just "I saw kitty roadkill today". She said "Who's Kitty Roadkill?" One of the guys in the class says "It's a cat that got hit by a car... although that would be a cool name to have." This is what happens when you have to wake up at about five in the morning (the teacher. I have to wake up at six).
First period, nobody did their homework. Even I forgot all about it. But I had a homework pass, so I used that. The teacher kept making jokes about it (she didn't scold us directly), but I couldn't stop thinking about the cat... wondering if my mom accidently squished it on the way home. And the image of that dead kitty wouldn't leave my mind.
The rest of school goes as usual, only at the end I had a fright about my English textbook (I carry it around because my backpack is too damn full for it). I left it in one of my classes, but thankfully I got it back.
On my way home in the car, my mom tells me we're probably keeping the cat. The cat stayed on our lawn the whole day. And she tells me my brother said during the night he heard a car pull up, a door open then close, and then a cat start meowing. This poor kitty was appearantly dumped off. Surprisingly, my brother wanted this one. I said it was fine, as I just got a kitten. I told him the only thing I didn't want him to do was name it "Nermal" (he thought about naming it that). Okay, one of our other cats is called "Arlene". But I don't like Nermal.
I've only had Sukie for two weeks... wonder why my other cats think of this.
By the way, the other cats are:
Simba - A brownish tabby cat (guess where he got the name from). The first cat we ever got intentionally (from Petsmart). Got him in 3rd grade as a "Good Grades" gift. Very laid back until you bring another cat into the house.
Einstein - A black cat with a white spot on his chest. We got him for Halloween the same year we got Simba He's been pigging out on Sukie's food lately, and is getting kind of fat. Loving, but runs from anything new.
Arlene - This one was a surprise. My dad got her for me as a surprise. Her bottom half is white, her top half is a mix of black and brown. Came from the pound. Probably the prettiest cat we have, and, other than Sukie, is the only one that goes into our cat tower.
Sukie - That kitten I made that one topic about. Dark brown and black, missing half her tail. Came from my brother's neighbor whose husband wouldn't let her keep this one. A bundle of energy.
Where are these lemmings going? The Super Nintendo Super Shire! Hop in line and follow them there!
Sorry to make a joke about it, but when my first period teacher let whoever was there into the class (there's only five people who show up early, I'm one of them. The rest are coming in as the bell's ringing), she asked how everyone was this morning. I didn't say anything about the live cat, just "I saw kitty roadkill today". She said "Who's Kitty Roadkill?" One of the guys in the class says "It's a cat that got hit by a car... although that would be a cool name to have." This is what happens when you have to wake up at about five in the morning (the teacher. I have to wake up at six).
First period, nobody did their homework. Even I forgot all about it. But I had a homework pass, so I used that. The teacher kept making jokes about it (she didn't scold us directly), but I couldn't stop thinking about the cat... wondering if my mom accidently squished it on the way home. And the image of that dead kitty wouldn't leave my mind.
The rest of school goes as usual, only at the end I had a fright about my English textbook (I carry it around because my backpack is too damn full for it). I left it in one of my classes, but thankfully I got it back.
On my way home in the car, my mom tells me we're probably keeping the cat. The cat stayed on our lawn the whole day. And she tells me my brother said during the night he heard a car pull up, a door open then close, and then a cat start meowing. This poor kitty was appearantly dumped off. Surprisingly, my brother wanted this one. I said it was fine, as I just got a kitten. I told him the only thing I didn't want him to do was name it "Nermal" (he thought about naming it that). Okay, one of our other cats is called "Arlene". But I don't like Nermal.
I've only had Sukie for two weeks... wonder why my other cats think of this.
By the way, the other cats are:
Simba - A brownish tabby cat (guess where he got the name from). The first cat we ever got intentionally (from Petsmart). Got him in 3rd grade as a "Good Grades" gift. Very laid back until you bring another cat into the house.
Einstein - A black cat with a white spot on his chest. We got him for Halloween the same year we got Simba He's been pigging out on Sukie's food lately, and is getting kind of fat. Loving, but runs from anything new.
Arlene - This one was a surprise. My dad got her for me as a surprise. Her bottom half is white, her top half is a mix of black and brown. Came from the pound. Probably the prettiest cat we have, and, other than Sukie, is the only one that goes into our cat tower.
Sukie - That kitten I made that one topic about. Dark brown and black, missing half her tail. Came from my brother's neighbor whose husband wouldn't let her keep this one. A bundle of energy.
Where are these lemmings going? The Super Nintendo Super Shire! Hop in line and follow them there!
