Tuesday, April 9, 2013


Pet Incident

My Grandpa has always liked cats, but he’s never owned an indoor cat. One day out on his deck was a cat looking in through the window. She looked hungry and scared. So, Grandpa went outside to catch it. But as soon as the cat saw movement, it ran away as fast as its little  legs could carry it. The next day, Grandpa took some cat food and left it on his deck for the cat. Soon, the cat came and started eating the food.

For the next year, Grandpa would put food out on the deck and the cat would come eat. But, one time he put the bowl just inside the door with the door opened. The cat came and looked in through the open door, and stepped inside and started eating. So, every day, Grandpa would move the bowl inside by just a little bit and the cat would come right inside and eat. After a while, the cat got so far inside the house Grandpa could lightly pet her.


One time when my Grandma wasn’t home and the cat was inside eating, Grandpa moved a bit too fast and scared the cat.  Instead of running back outside, the cat ran down the hallway and down the stairs. When she was down there she peed in the plants and on the floor and when she was done in the basement she ran upstairs to my grandparents bedroom and peed on my Grandmas pillows and blankets. Grandpa chased her down to the basement for the night and would get rid of her in the morning. In the morning, he called my older brother and I to come over and help him with something. When we got there, he asked us to go downstairs and get the baby gates, which we did, and when we came upstairs we asked what they were for. He told us what had happened the night before with the cat. He had chased it upstairs and it was hiding underneath a bookcase. So My older brother went upstairs with a broom and Grandpa and I held up the baby gates at the bottom of the stairs, making a short path to the door so the cat would go out. All of a sudden, we heard a crash and hissing, then the cat came flying down the stairs and out the door.

Then we cleaned Grandma’s sheets and plants for her, and decided not to tell her about the cat pee. When Grandma came home we all had a good laugh about it. Now we feed the cat out on the deck with the door tightly closed.

;) The End  

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