Poor Cat

when the sun began to go from the brightness, I heard a groan of pain, because the curiosity was overflowing like a tidal wave, I approached the stone boulder in the south of the house. It turned out to be a starving cat, who was sheltering under a shady tree. I take him to a place that is not damp, I give a little snack taste shrimp, I see tiny eyes staring at me like to say thank you.
I hope my mother will not refuse her presence, because everyone turns when hearing her scream, Finally my mother agree with me.
Already this week I always hear a funny voice from my tiny mouth, walking around looking for something for her to play, I'm so happy to see her.