PANIC!

by Buster

Being a big boy kitty I don't give way to panic, I am not afraid of the dark or the monster under the bed. Only one thing makes me afraid, when mommy goes away. Last year she went away for two weeks and I DID NOT LIKE THAT!! Mommy had been sick for a long time. I did my best to make her better,but it did not work.. Mommy had to go to the hospital. Mommy didn't tell me were she was going or when she would be back,or that she love me. Mommy went out the door and I did not see her for two weeks. Mommy had a big tumor in her tummy. It was 19lbs. It was bigger than I am. While my mommy was in he hospital my Aunts took care of me. They feed me and cleaned my box and made nice nice to me. But it was not my mommy and I WANTED MY MOMMY. I hid a lot and I would cry my self to sleep each night. One night my aunts came over. They never came at night were they going to stay forever? Would I ever see my mommy again? I was alread to run away to find my mommy ,when the door opened and there was MY MOMMY!!!!! I was mad at her for going away so I did not talk to her for half an hour. Then I could not stand it anymore. I jumped up on the sofa and I laid down right next to her so hat sh could pet me, I WAS A HAPPY CAT. Mommy is well now and that is the way that I WANT IT TO BE.