It was the third day of my state test and all three of my cats where getting their front claws removed. "Coal, help me with Cocoa she's not cooperating with me" Asked my mother viciously."Err... Err... come on Cocoa..." "MEOWWWWWW" "Ugh, okay shes in, alright I got to go I don't wanna be late for the state test. Best of luck my insane cats." I patted the cage and walked away as all the cats where in a huge hissyfit. (they did not like their cages, or the vet) I went into the school and flew by the state test. As I was walking up the hill I thought about the fun things I could do with the cats not able to claw out my organs. Then came Friday and i was shaking with excitement. My mother did not say a word the whole ride home, I did not really seem to care because I just got my cats De-clawed and I could play and tease them with out getting scratched! My mothers eyes where red as if she where crying, something was up and I wanted to get to the bottom of it. I was to exited to think about it though, as I ran inside I looked "There is Espresso, there's Cocoa, but where was cream?? My mom and dad called us over to the couch and struck us right in the face with the bad news. I sat with tears hurdling down my cheek and blood shot eyes. I looked over creams pictures thinking about her non-existence. I suddenly felt alone but i knew everyone had their time to go and I guess that was creams time. I thought it was not fair because she was only six years old. I was mad, sad, and I don't know how but in some way lonely. Espresso Curled in my legs as if he where crying in his own way because his sister died so young. I cried myself to sleep with Espresso in my arms. I dreamed about my precious events with my old sister, Cream...
When I was home for the summer I got mad at the stupid birds for trying to make me wake me up. Sometimes I wish the birds could understand English they would not like what I would say to them. Those birds and their obnoxious little baby's I just wanna throw a rock at them. My cat most likely joins forces with them because he licks my noes until I wake up.
When I was home for the summer I would always down the stairs hoping that I could have a nice stack of pancakes waiting for me...... nope, just like always I got to make them for myself. My mom says I'm not under aged so I can make my own breakfast. But still make your son some pancakes.
when I was home for the summer I felt free. I could play all I wanted and I could do what ever i felt like doing . Except for one thing DISHES always every day it the same thing "Coal do the dishes, Coal do the dishes." The whole routine was skateboard play then guess what dishes.
The afternoon was the best because I had all the time to play. All the chores where done and I was free to do whatever I want, mostly skating at that time I only could Ollie but now i can pop shove it, transfer and almost Ollie onto something I'm so close to a kick flip too.
The night time was boring because I did nothing but watch T.V. and listen to obnoxious crickets. The fan was always blowing on my face and I loved it, I still do! The sound of the fan and crickets helped me fall asleep at night. It was also very annoying to listen to those cricket chirping so loud. Then the whole routine stars again... sadly.
Espresso... that's definitely a cat name. As a young boy (I still am) I got a kitten that I really did not like. He always took all the attention by being cute. I was supposed to have the attention because I am the youngest! I did not want, needed the attention. But sadly I never got the attention, i still got a WHOLE lot of it, but Espresso got more than me. It was hard not to love him, he is so cute every cat is, except the hairless ones they are very ugly. As a boy I enjoyed all of his tomfoolery actions to get the attention.
As i grew up with Espresso I teased him a lot but in the time we matured. He does not like how we tease him at all! that's why he hates almost all of us. Well he hates a little bit of me and a little bit of my dad that's it. He loves to cuddle, he always cuddled with my mother and my father. Why never me, oh because he does not really like me as much.
Over time I grew up with Espresso and came to love him. I still tease him a lot. He is still like my brother, what brother does not tease each other right? If I'm sick he cuddles. Id I'm sad he cuddles. if I'm mad he cuddles and plays to cheer me up. Espresso is the best cat i ever had and always will be.
My object is my old blanket. It was the most important thing in the world to me. It was fuzzy with Little fuzzes on it. It was made of whole cotton and pure love because my grandma made it for me! The blanket had a hole in it about two times my torso. This whole thing happened whale my dad was out on a business trip and I was staying with these little twerps. I only remember Tyler, the oldest of them. There was a little boy who thought everything was his and a very obnoxious girl. The boy tried to clam my sneaker, my boot, and my blanket his. I hated him. when he took my blanket I got so mad i whipped him with a bath towel until he lashed out with tears; the sad part was he was older than I was.
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