Saturday, February 27, 2010

My Pussy Cat


Humans have made pets of animals for thousands of years. From something as common as a cat to something as exotic as a lion, history has shown that humans have kept such animals as pets.  

 

Myself also have a very special pet, she was a very cute cat.

 

My friend gave it to me for my birthday. I named her Karina because she was cute and brave.. Karina was very beautiful. She had white fluffy fur, blue eye and one green eye, she had a little gray spot on her head and a black spot on her tail, and she had small legs with very cute paws. 

 

When my friend gave her to me, she was three months old; he brought her back from one of her trips to Bangkok. 

 

Karina was a very smart cat and loyal; she used to know my timing for every single day. She would wake me up in the morning, a couple of minutes before my alarm clock would sound off, by making noise near my face. She even knew what time I came home, I noticed this when I used to hear her clawing at the door of my home. This loyalty touched the deep of my heart. Karina as radiant as the summer sun and as pure as the morning dew. She is my ray of sunshine, even on a cloudy day as she puts my mind at ease. My little Dusty teaches me to be patient and to care.

 

The best thing that I used to like about her is that she was a trained cat. I remember that I used to get all happy to know that she was waiting for me. Karina and I would always have great times together. Then, after she got tired, she would just run to me, sit on my lap and begin biting my hands as if she wanted me to pet her so she can go to sleep. As her little eyes show me the true meaning of love and of what is important in life. 

 

In this hectic world of stress and strain, it is nice to have loyal and trusting friend who would give their life for you, if need be.