Smokey

By:  Sarah Currier
5^th Grade

Smokey was very cute, with his gray fur and green eyes.  He had a small pink nose and long whiskers.  I remember the time when Kristen, my sister, was taking a bath and Smokey jumped up on the ledge and fell in!  When she got him out, he ran in the fireplace (which we used the night before), and it happened to be full of ashes.  Guess who was an ash-covered kitten?  When we got Smokey out we had to get a towel and use that to wipe him off.  I remember another time when we were taking a picture of him.  I had a blanket with cat heads on it.  I held that up and Kristen put Smokey in the middle of my bed and surrounded him with a lot of my cat stuffed animals.  I couldn’t tell which cat was real, and which cats were fake.  Smokey was also really cute when he played.  He’d wiggle around with his toys and bite them.  He looked so adorable!

Smokey was also energetic.  One time, when he was playing I had a stick with colorful stuff that sparkled at the end.  He was chasing it and I put it over his head and started to bring it the other way.  He literally did a back flip to try to get it!  When Smokey ran around the house I was afraid he would knock something over since he was so fast.  When he was taking a nap in the living room and he heard his food bowl being filled – ZOOM!  In less than 30 seconds he was there!  Smokey was so fast.  One time we let him out and the garage door was open.  He lipped in the garage and he caught a mouse.  I was so proud of him, but mom wasn’t.  She made him stay outside.  Then, she threw away his mouse.  Smokey also ran outside a lot.  Once we opened the door he was out.  He would run around in the front yard for a little while, then he’d run across the street, through our neighbor’s yard, and then into the forest.  Smokey was also energetic at night.  He’d come up into my room in the middle of the night.  He’d bite my hand.  I would pull it up, but if I did, Smokey would bite it and drag it back down.  I don’t know what I did, but somehow I managed to fall asleep with the evil kitten killing my hand.

Smokey was also cuddly.  When he wasn’t biting my hand, he’d get into my bed, wiggle under the blankets, and fall asleep on my legs.  His soft, warm fur felt nice on my legs.  It felt like I had my own animal fur (except this one wasn’t dead).  One time Smokey slept on my head, so I woke up one morning to find that I couldn’t see.  Then, Smokey jumped off, so I knew it was just him.  Smokey would also sleep with mom.  He would curl up in the crook of her leg when she was sleeping on the couch.  I t was so cute that I took a picture.  Smokey also liked to sleep in the sun.  I liked to sleep with him there.  He was so cute nobody could resist sitting down with him and petting him.

Cute, energetic, and cuddly – that’s why Smokey was the best pet ever!