My own life story story of Dorothy Stolworthy

When I went to kindergarten I got my first cat from my cousin Jessica. I named him after my other cousin which is her son named Tomias. Tomias was part Syameese and part bobcat. He was soft and gentle and loved to cuddle and he really loved me. His fur felt the smoothest cotton and silk material combined to make a shirt. He loved to snuggle he made me happy and he loved me to death he was the cutest cat I ever had I dressed him babydoll hats, I put him in baby doll crib, and he wasn't to happy about it but he never scratched me . He liked to go outside alot but always came back in the house. He was scared of being in a corner, which my little sister ,did very stupidly by cornering him inside an old plaster milk crate. He scratched her onher above her head and he lept into my arms and felt like he was shivering. I brought him in the house and cuddled with him in bed and he calmed down My sweet Tomias was my bestest cat friend ever. Little would I know that years later my cat would be eating by a mountain lion and I would never see him again.