Cat Letters

Cat Letters

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Cat Letters is a series where I write about an event with my two cats (sometimes both in one story) although its their point of view on the letter. I hope they turn out funny and that you can enjoy them! My cats: --------------------- Koko - 10 years old - Black cat - domestic longhair Cheeto - Full name: Sir Chester Cheeto Van Greytail - 1 month old - Orange tabby (although a grey tail) - Breed unknown Koko was born in our house after her mother had walked into the place my dad worked. Her sister is Tiger (with a friend) and was Oreo (R.I.P). The mother, (Gizmo) died as well. Koko is sweet, most the time. Cheeto was found on Oreo's grave, (at my grandma's) at age 11. After his first vet visit, we found he was born the day Oreo died. Cheeto has yet for his story to come, but he is cute and a very active little cat.
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Prologue- The long haul It's been nearly a year now since I've see Brandon and I'm really starting to worry. As I sit at my desk staring out in space I felt a breeze touch my shoulder and I thought it was nothing till it did it again that's when I was startled and paying attention now. I turned around to find a cat jumping up on my bed and staring at me. Is coat was as black as midnight with white paws. I just looked at it and it seemed to have a meaning or a purpose of being here and I couldn't tell whether it was good or bad. It just started to bathe itself as I turn back to my desk and started to type my essay when it hoped on my desk and it looked like it was saying something and then I realized it really was talking. "Hey, take your damn headphones out of your face and listen to me!"I took my headphones out and I just looked at the cat and he started talking again. "The council is asking for your presence in a week to discuss the consequences." "Wait,what council and consequences? Did I do something wrong?" "It's not what you did it's what Brandon did." "Wait, you saw Brandon,where? Is he ok?" "Not for long he's not gonna be if the council gets to him." "What do they need me for I haven't seen or heard from him in months!?" "Well all I can legally tell you is if you don't find him the council will kill him." I stood there in anger and in fear that he did something he promised he wouldn't do and on the other hand this cat is telling me that if I don't fin him that the council will kill him, I wanna know what the hell is going on. The cat leaves just as quickly as he entered and left me with the words, "I would hurry if I was you."

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