Personal Narrative: Skippy

Suddenly, we heard a noise coming from the bottom of dad’s car. My family and I had just gotten back from a road trip. “What is that”? I wondered. My dad walked over to the car and peered under. A few moments later, he stood back up and said, “nothing”. I figured it could just be something in the trunk. Then, we saw something drop from the bottom of the car, and we all looked underneath to see what it was. It was a kitten! A tiny black and white kitten just came from our car! I looked like it was cold, and needed some shelter. The cat looked tired and hungry. Of course, we couldn’t let the cat wonder around in the streets by itself, so we decided to take her in and care for her until we found her owner.

My family likes to read these books about this one black and white cat name Skippyjon Jones who goes on adventures. Since the kitten looked like Skippy, and obviously likes adventure, we deciding to name her Skippyjon Jones. We felt like it was a good name for her. The first thing we did after naming the cat, was to check for fleas. Trust me, that part was my absolute

She was so tiny and cute. Her fur was dirty looking, black and white in color, but it is a soft as cotton. The next thing we decided to do was to put up signs for Skippy’s owner. So, we printed out the paper with the information on it and went around the neighborhood, and hung up the signs. A month later, we got a phone call from an unknown number. My mom picked it up and talked a while before she put it back down and said, “We found Skippyjon Jones’ owner!” At that moment, I was both happy and sad. I was happy that Skippy had an owner, and she would be able to return to them, but I also didn’t want her to go. Later, we got together with her owner and we gave Skippy back to him. We realized later that Skippy’s real name is Bandit. Even though she is gone, I will always remember her soft black and white fur, and her cute quiet meows echoing throughout the