Muppet the Cat ran away. We took him to my
auntie's house and on the way there he did a pooh in his carry box. My dad and
my uncle Steve stopped the car and they got him out of the box and they
cleaned him up by the side of the busy road. Muppet felt very silly and was
quiet all the way there and when we got there he was still quiet and all he
did was sit by the front door. My mom let
him out and he never came back.He was a good cat and a nice cat. We could let him out anywhere and he would always come back but this time he felt too stupid and didn't come back. I miss Muppet. My dad said he was somewhere in the street watching us calling him but didn't want to come back.
He was a very clever cat and didn't let anyone touch him or me. He thought he was a dog. My dog, Newquey, was like his big brother and he tried to be just like him. When he was naughty, Newquey would tell him off and Muppet crouched on the floor with his ears back. He would then say sorry by rubbing his face on Newquey. Newquey liked Muppet. Muppet was his best friend. Newquey misses Muppet and I think Muppet misses Newquey.
Muppet was funny. He would stare at things and then sometimes he would suddenly jump up in the air and either run away or attack what he was looking at. He was very brave. Sometimes he would attack someone that tried to touch me if he didn't know them. My dad said Muppet thought he was a Rotweiller.
I miss Muppet.
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