I was petting a kitten. It was nice. If I did get it I would name them Dede, Abby, and Ahn. I like kitten. They are nice a lot. Then mom said time to go get the cat food and we saw mouse. Mom saw the cat food. We got it. Mom tell me I could go see the kitten. I did. I was going to tell her if we did not get them I would cry but we did not but I did not say that and I cry the way home a lot. I was sad and I miss them a lot. The End.
3 comments:
It sounds so familar! Except in this case perhaps you should have let my beautiful granddaughter have the 3 little kitties. ;)
Ahh, so sad. But good to see her writing as a way to process her feelings. She can start her own blog soon.
Good job with the story! I wish the boys liked to write...Hmmm, maybe another kitty would help with your rodent issue?
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