Some people might find joy in big things like eating healthy or being victorious or going on a jog everyday, but for some people taking a nap brings them joy. Like for me the little moments my cat bring makes me happy.
“Alright let’s look here. So we’re looking for an orange kitten who’s lazy and female and her name is Peach.” my mom said as we scrolled down the table of kittens and cats. And at the very end was a kitten. His name was Hashbrown he was the complete opposite of what my mom wanted. Hashbrown was brown (and white), energetic and male and his name was Hashbrown.
Once time Hashbrown got onto the couch and started kneading and sucking the blankets.
“Stop it!” my mom would say. He would also hide around corners and then when we walked by he would jump out and scare us. He was the bestest little kitten in the world and one of his first naps when we got him was on my lap.
Then that dang pickle messed him up. Then I asked my mom,
“He mom have you heard of what cats think of pickles?” Cats think that pickles or cucumbers are snakes. Some will react as if they know it’s a snake and some will react like they don’t care. My mom took a cucumber while he was eating and she placed it behind him. And when Hashbrown turned around and saw it that was the end of mister nice kitty. Hashbrown somehow became more protective and he wouldn't even come near us. every time we tried to pick him up he would claw us like our arms or faces. And just think one little pickle can ruin a cat's life, permanently. he's getting better everyday but he still is really protective. Now there are other cats in the house and he's really REALLY territorial.
Anyway Hashbrowns’ one darn good cat and I wouldn't trade anything for him. I mean sure he’s still mean but he’s better than he was. He’s still afraid of blankets though but he’s perfect.
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