A Cat Of Many Patterns

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Author's Note: This cat is very cool because her coat spells the word 'cat'. That is very strange. This story might not be every good, but I tried. Thought I wish I could of made it longer. Hope you like it! :)



Paws flailed as Kiki wrestled with her litter mates. Little claws scrabbling for a grip on the slippery wood floor.
“Got ya!” a black kitten hissed as he pinned Kiki down.
“That’s not fair! I wasn’t ready!” Kiki hissed back. All of the commotion soon died down when the human came to check on us.
My brother and I were still wrestling silently as he approached us. “Hello little guys. Does anyone want to go out side today?” All of us started to figure out why it seamed like the human was talking to us, and the word ‘Out side’  meant that he was going to set us on the grass! The human kindly picked me up and started to pet me, but I wriggled out of his grip and dashed for the door. I pawed at the door, wondering why it wouldn’t open.
“Hello!?!” I mewed starting to leave claw marks on the door. The human’s eyes bugged out the set me down next to the others.
“No! Bad girl! No Scratching on the door. You can scratch on this...,” the human set a bad smelling thing in front of us. I was still confused why he didn’t let us outside. There was too much confusion so I decided to take a little nap.

***

“Wake up!!” my brother mewed, pawing at my side. My eyes were still clouded with sleep but I could tell that we had moved. I examined the cardboard box that we some how go into in our sleep.
“Hey Mommy!! Look  at the kitties!!!” a little girl mewed to her mother. My ears perked up, not knowing what she had said.
“How about this one? She is very energetic and CUTE!” the man that took care of us said.
“Waite a second,” the woman said. “That cat says ‘cat’ on it!” The word ‘cat’ made me jump around like crazy. I’m wanna play! 
“This is amazing!” the man said lifting my into the air. “I’m sorry,... but this kitten isn’t for sale any more ma'am.” He took me into the house here my mother was laying in her cat bed. I was so frightened by his excitement that I started purring to reassure myself that I was okay.
“I know girl! This is just SO strange!” he mewed, excitement building up inside him. I wasn’t too sure why he was so happy, but I purred anyway.

Soon I figured out why everyone kept taking pictures of me. It was because my pelt spelled out the word ‘cat’. I still try to act like a normal cat but I like all of the attention. :)

Wonderful Giant

Monday, January 16, 2012

Author's Note: If you could see a Red Wood Tree, you would be amazed. In my poem, I tried to describe all of the things that I saw when I was there. 

A tree standing so tall,

It makes me feel so small,

Looking at the red bark,

The shadow puts me in the dark,

Sun shining in rays,

Puts the scene in a misty haze,

What a wonderful sight to see,

A beautiful Red Wood Tree.

"Well Ya Think You Know It All"

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Author's Note: You probably have heard the song "Mr. Know it All", but have you listened to the lyrics closely? Well, you should, but I will give you a breaf explanation of the song.

“You ain't got the right to tell me

When and where to go, no right to tell me

Acting like you own me lately

Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me

You don't know a thing about me

Mr know it all

Well ya think you know it all

But ya don't know a thing at all

Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me

You don't know a thing about me”

Kelly Clarkson has been having some trouble with the paparazzi so all of he songs on her Stronger (Deluxe Version) album are about her struggles. I think that she is trying to tell them that she doesn't care what they say. I think that is why she says in the song “Mr know it all Well ya think you know it all”, because they think they know everythingabout her and they keep telling people things that aren't true which is a kind of bullying. I don’t think that she deserves to be bullied. They should just think before they act and listen closer to her songs, then they would know how she feels, because know one wants to be bullied. I’m glad that Kelly Clarkson is trying to make things better for her and I hope that she comes out with some more songs to show the paparazzi that she doesn't care what they say.

The Attack Of The Evil Snowman

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Author's Note: You have heard of Snowman like 'Frosty the snowman' but have you heard of Evil Snowman? (This is one of my first poems of the year so it is a little bad) :)

Roll a ball,

Make it small,

Use it for a head,

Then you name it Fred,

Leave it in the night,

Be sure to lock your door tight,

You fall asleep in your bed,

Dreaming of the color red,

You don’t sleep long,

And wake to find your Snowman gone,

He’s in another yard,

Eating someones lard,

A lady comes out,

Carrying some tasty trout,

The Snowman comes over,

To the lady named Rover,

He eats it,

And makes a fit,

He started to melt on some felt,

The Snowman died,

So everyone went on a happy ride.

Kelpie The Zombie

Friday, December 16, 2011

Author's Note: You have heard of Zombies, but have you heard of Zombie Cats? Kelpie doesn't know that, but the time will come for her to know. 

Wispy, gray clouds slowly covered the full moon as Kelpie wandered through the forest. Short, spindly trees swayed in the wind whyl little rodents scurried in the undergrowth.
    “Welcome,” a disturbing voice murmured. Kelpie spun around, eye’s wide with fear. A dark shape seamed to float into view.
    “Isn't this place beautiful?” the cat like thing seamed to hiss happily a smile creeping up his face. It’s voice left shivers down Kelpie’s spine, but she managed to shake her head.
    “No!” the cat shrieked. “You WILL agree with me!” The cat instantly lunged at Kelpie, aiming for her neck. Kelpie screeched with all her might and dashed out of his grip. The cat hissed with rage, keeping its hungry, murturus eyes on her.
    The only useful word that Kelpie could manage to scream was “Help!”. Soon another cat sprinted out of the shadows. I’m going to die!!! Kelpie thought as she tripped over a root.
    “I’ve got you now!” the first cat hissed. Before he could do anything the other shadowy cat pounced on him and the cat went limp.
    “Th..th..thanks for killing him,” Kelpie managed to say through her shaking body.
    “He isn’t dead,” the shadowy cat said. “I stopped him from killing YOU. Oh. And my name is Satyr,” the shadowy cat said.
    “Um... Satyr. It looked like you killed him,” Kelpie said confused, looking at the dead cat at her feet.
    “Well, Banshee is a Zombie.” Satyr smiled, stepping aside so Kelpie could get a better look at Banshee. Everything started to get blurry in Kelpie’s vision.

***

    “Hello? Are you okay?” Satyr’s voice was ringing in Kelpie’s ears.  “Um... Cat? Are you okay?” Kelpie opened here eyes to see Satyr’s round face looking into hers.
    “Um... What happened?” Kelpie asked shaking her head.
    “You fainted,” Satyr looked nervous because she was looking every were except at Kelpie.
    “Are you okay?” Kelpie asked looking for the Zombie cat. Satyr just nodded and started to walk into the shadows of the coming night. “Were are you going?!” Kelpie cried. “Satyr?”
    Satyr turned around and said kindly. “You need some rest.” Then Satyr disappeared. Kelpie crawled into a crack in a tree and fell asleep.

    Kelpie awoke feeling strange as she looked at Satyr again.
    “I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to . He made me do it,” Satyr whimpered.
    “I don’t under stand!” Kelpie cried. Satyr just shook her head and stalking away. Before she was out of site, Satyr whispered, “ Your dead.”

Even A Dragon Needs A Friend

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Author's Note: If you see someone that seams lonely, you should see if they need a friend. Don't leave anyone out. :)

Boggle dodged the powerful strikes from Jenga as he swooped into the air.
    “Nice shot!” Boggle hollered down to Jenga. Jenga just rolled his eyes and flapped up next to Boggle.
    “I already know that!” hissed Jenga. “I’m the best hunter in the whole world!” Boggle nodded, trying to make the Red Dragon happy. Jenga just flew away to the other young dragons that were going out hunting.
    “Bye!” Boggle called after him but Jenga just ignored Boggle and kept flying.
    “Hay Boggle! Do you want to come hunted with me?” a young Red Dragon said landing clumsily next to him. Boggle nodded feeling a little better that his friend Scrabble wanting to go hunting.
    “Were do you want to hunt?” Boggle asked. The young Red Dragon nodded over to a strange looking place.
    “Um.. isn’t that were the Dark Dragons live?” Boggle asked, but the his companion didn’t reply. They were flying closer and closer to the strange territory.
    “Over here!” she whispered to Boggle. “I’ve heard that they have the best pray around. They won’t even know that were here!” Boggle still wasn’t too sure about hunting in enemy territory was okay.
    “What are two little Red Dragons doing here?” a voice snarled. The two dragons looked at each other, not knowing what to do. “Well...”
    “Um... We were just got lost,” Scrabble said trying to sound confident. The Dark Dragon didn’t seam convinced with her answer.
    “We should be going now,” Boggle said as he started to turn around. The Dark Dragon started creeping forward. Boggle was scared out of his mine.
    “We were just trying to hunt!” he hollered closing his eyes waiting for the Dark Dragon to strike.
    “Do you want to come with us?” Scrabble asked.
    The Dark Dragon just stared at them. “Why?”
    “Because you need a friend!” Scrabble said happily.
    “My name is Bop-it,” the Dark Dragon said. “Now lets go hunting!” Then the three dragons flew off into the clouds.

Teeny, Tiny Arms

Friday, December 9, 2011

Author's Note: Just because you are different, doesn't mean that you should be made fun of. Tiny arms are cool!

    Once there was a Dino named Tiny. Tiny was very small. She was about as big as a person’s fingernail. Tiny had one problem. She was too small. One day Tiny was trying to walk to a rock, but something was in her way. A big dinosaur!
    “Excuse me?” Tiny squeaked. “Can you please move?” The big dinosaur didn’t answer. “Hello!!!!” Finally the big dinosaur turned his big, round head. He looked down at her and started laughing like crazy. Tiny just rolled her eyes and continued her way to a rock with a plant on it.
    “There it is!” Tiny’s bigger friends told her awhile ago about this plant that could make you bigger. She took a large bite of  the plant, but nothing happened.
    “Rats! I thought it would work!” Tiny hissed. She was so annoied that she stomped her way to her little Dino Den.
    That night, Tiny started to feel strange, but she tried to ignore it. Groaning Tiny turned over to hear a loud crunching sound.
    “Hu?” Tiny looked under her and she saw her Dino Den. “What’s going on!?!” she hissed.
    “Wow,” a T-Rex said. “I don’t remember you so big.”
    “Nether do I!” Tiny said surprised.
    “What happened to your arms?” the other T-Rex asked. Tiny tried to look at her normal sized arms but they were no were to be seen.
    “Aah!!” Tiny hollered. “Were did they go?”
         "I don't know! It looks like something came by and bit them off!" the T-Rex said. "Oh, my name is Growl." Growl smiled and then looked at Tiny's arms again.
          "It just seams just so unnatural to have short arms. I must of eaten too mush of that plant," Tiny mumbled. "Now I will still gt made fun of."
          "No you won't," Growl said kindly. "I think that they are very interesting. No other Dinosaur has arms like yours."
           "That's the whole point. No one else has arms like me so that makes me weird," Tiny started to stomp away sadly.
           "Please don't go!" Growl hollered after her. "I think your new arms are better than everyone else. Now were is that plant you were talking about?"

"Um... Over there," Tiny showed Growl with her tail.

"Thanks!" then Growl took a large bite and she started o shrink. Then he took another legend bit and she began to grow, but this time her arms were short.

"This is an amazing plant! I will tell all of my friends about it. Then everyone will have these oil short arms." then Growl bounded off.