Hello everyone! Let me introduce to you my one and only cat pet, Spinny, and I'll tell you what happened when I first met her. When I was in 12th grade, I asked my classmates if they had a cat because I really wanted a cat, so when one of my classmates told me that they have an orange cat and she wanted to give it out to me, so I adopted her cat. During our work immersion, my classmate handed me a bag with a hole in it, and when I asked her about it, she told me that it was the cat that I've been wanting to adopt. I thanked her and hurriedly went home because we still have our dance rehearsal after our work in the office. So when I got home, I told my sister to feed my cat and to take her in our room. And then I went back to our dance rehearsal venue. After 2 hours of rehearsing, I went home directly to see if my cat was doing well, but when I reached our home, I found my sister looking for my cat as if the cat were missing. I panicked and asked her what happened, and then she told me how the cat claws slipped in her skin while it was trying to jump out. I laughed so hard when I saw the cat hiding in my closet, and she looked at me like she was mad or something. I checked her food, and it was still full, and when I tried to hold her, she looked so terrified and meowed at me. So I stopped bothering her and took a short rest.
After an hour, I looked for my cat, and she was really afraid to go out, so I picked up some food, put it in my hand, and I've been calling her so many times, but she's avoiding me. I guess my cat was still not comfortable with me, especially since it was her first day in our home. So I just let her sleep, and when I woke up, I was really shocked because her food was everywhere and it was all a mess, but I didn't mind it a lot since it was just her second day in our home. After two days, she was nowhere to be found, and I cried a lot while looking for her. I said to myself that I wouldn't ever give up until I found her. After so many hours of searching, I started to lose hope. But then my ather came, and he told me that he saw my cat in our grandmother's garage, so I didn't waste my time, and I ran as fast as I could, and I was really happy to see my cat again. I brought her back to our home and fed her. I even fixed her small pillow so that she could sleep comfortably. After weeks of trying to be free with her, I finally gained her trust, and I even named her Spinny because of her cute attitude and for the way she sleeps.I always love her even if were apart and she will always have place in my heart.
