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I was opening the door, When I saw her, Little pregnant cat, She was sitting on the edge, I was scared, I will not lie, In my perception they were cruel, That's what I thought at that time, I quickly ran to my mother, Told her about the cat, She suggested to bring some milk, So that I could go past her, Without any scar or mark, With some will power, I opened that door, She got excited just from the smell, Her tail was wagging as she was, She jumped down and started drinking, I quickly closed the door, So that she would not sneak in, I was about to run away, When my curiosity got in the way, I turned back, and that day I saw an angel, Instead of a cruel monster I imagined her to be, She was beautiful, no doubt, And soon to be mother, I don't know why, but I was proud, It's still a mystery how she made me love her, Because if she didn't come knocking, I would be just another girl, My dark heart would have overtaken my soul, I would have been nothing, But unhappy and lonely girl.
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 5:26 AM UTC
Happy Girl
I was opening the door, When I saw her, Little pregnant cat, She was sitting on the edge, I was scared, I will not lie, In my perception they were cruel, That's what I thought at that time, I quickly ran to my mother, Told her about the cat, She suggested to bring some milk, So that I could go past her, Without any scar or mark, With some will power, I opened that door, She got excited just from the smell, Her tail was wagging as she was, She jumped down and started drinking, I quickly closed the door, So that she would not sneak in, I was about to run away, When my curiosity got in the way, I turned back, and that day I saw an angel, Instead of a cruel monster I imagined her to be, She was beautiful, no doubt, And soon to be mother, I don't know why, but I was proud, It's still a mystery how she made me love her, Because if she didn't come knocking, I would be just another girl, My dark heart would have overtaken my soul, I would have been nothing, But unhappy and lonely girl.
When I was a little girl I met this sweet cat who was pregnant with kittens who later on became our house cats.
varsha-nehra
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24/F/India
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 5:26 AM UTC
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