by MR Gooding

Created on: May 13, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

Siamese Sammy-

Sammy is a cat that lives in the house behind mine. Well, she is supposed to live in the house behind mine but, she likes to sleep in my older sister's giant sunflower garden. My sister gets mad when she sees me and Sammy sleeping there. She always yells the same words like a broken record, "Lacy, get that cat and get out of my flowerbed!" She thinks we're "ruining" her precious flowers. Sammy is Siamese and that's why I call her "Siamese Sammy". She belongs to Gina, a freckle faced girl at my school. Gina doesn't take care of Sammy, she says Sammy can take care of herself. I feed Sammy everyday anyways and I pet her to make her happy and hear her purr. I even take the ticks off her with tweezers and brush her with flea powder once a week. I think she likes having the ticks taken off but, she tries to run away when I get the flea powder.

My sister thinks Sammy likes the shade from the flowers and that's why she sleeps in the garden, but I think she hates to go home. Gina isn't very nice to Sammy. I know Sammy likes it when I feed her because she eats anything I give her. She even likes cheese! Everyday when I go to give Sammy a kitty treat, she acts like she is starving. She loves it when I hold her and sometimes Sammy and I both fall asleep together in the grass right next to the huge sunflowers. My sister won't yell at us if we stay on the grass and out of the flowerbed.

Then one day when I tried to pick Sammy up to hold her, she hissed at me a little and tried to bite my hand. I ran crying to my Mom because I thought Sammy didn't love me anymore. My mom said Sammy was going to have kittens and not to pick her up for awhile. She told me that Sammy still loved me and I could tell because when she bit my hand, it didn't really hurt. Mom said that was Sammy's way of telling me that she didn't want to be picked up. Mom started taking care of Sammy with me so I could still be with her and not make her mad at me. Mom said sometimes you just have to be a mom to know how to take care of one.
Sammy let my mom rub her back and her tummy. She just let me pet her head and smooth her tail. It made us both happy.

It was almost 2:00 O'clock in the morning when my mom heard Sammy meowing really loud in our backyard. I heard her too and mom let me go with her outside looking for Sammy. After a few minutes, we heard a tiny little meow coming from a rose bush next to the sunflower garden. Sammy's first born kitten was stuck in the bottom of the rose bush and Sammy

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