Hi! Uhh..so today my blog is going to be strange. I wrote a story about a cat. Sooo... let's dive in!
Tigger, a street cat, was always hungry. He missed his long-ago owner, Gabriel, who was very rich. Tigger always thought she deserved high repect and luxurious items. Tigger wasn't very used to this new life. There were no more luxurious beds or even food. How he became a street cat began in the her house, the mansion. She and Gabriel was taking a walk in the large garden, but then, Tigger saw a very strange-looking animal. It was grey, small, had sharp teeth, and had big ears.( it was a rat) This she had to see. She stated running, and the animal started running too, the animal went under the fence, and Tigger went over it. She heard her owner, Gabriel, but kept running, then after a long chase she fell on the street and fainted. Tigger than started his street life. It was never safe. She was especially hungry. Tigger thought " I would never eat food which is from a garbage can!" but after 3 days, of eating nothing, she found herself looking into trashcans and eating whatever she could find. Then, one day, A girl came over. Her name wasa Melissa. Melissa looked at Tigger and Tigger was scared. Then, Melissa held Tigger, went to what appeared to be her house and Tigger had a home again. Tigger no longer treated like a king but compared to the street life, he was the best of the best king.
The moral of the story is that you don't have to be rich to be happy. This is probably very confusing since I didn't explain it yet. But anyways, bye~~
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