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Siamese Cat Resting on Table Top
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Aug. 25, 2009
Golden: king of Indiana dune state park
The first adventures of
GOLDEN:
King of the Dunes
By Luke211
C. 1
It was a fine day at Indiana Dunes State Park. The large July sun shined down on the golden hills of sand. But one dune is different. On the west side of it, there was a hole. Inside, a yellow cat purred. Her name was Goldie. A large Siamese cat was sitting with her. His name was Siam, and he too was happy. Goldie had, thirty seconds ago, had a litter of two kittens! One was slightly larger than his brother and was black. "Let's call him Shadow," said Goldie. "Yes," said Siam, "A good name for him." The other was a small, yellow, fluffy kitten. "He looks just like you," Said Siam, "We'll call him Golden," "Yes, I like that name," said Goldie.
C. 2
As a kitten, Golden had fun. Climbing dunes (and rolling back down) was really exciting, but Golden liked climbing trees and jumping down best! Shadow liked to fight Golden and his friends. He would pounce on them and take their food. This made Golden angry. Shadow didn't care. It just made him want to do it more. So Golden and his friends went to play without Shadow. This made Shadow angry. He said to Golden, "I'm playing with you, even if I have to follow you!" Two years later, Shadow ran away from home, and made a house carved from a dune nine miles away from Mt. Tom.
C. 3
Five years later, on Mt. Baldy, a meow scared away about twenty birds. The cat was Golden. He was running to his house, a carved out burrow in Mt. Baldy. Mt. Baldy was also Golden's litter box. He remembered his mom and dad. They were sad when he left, one year ago, but Golden visited them every week. In his mouth, he held a bird. He then ate it at his house. When he left, he said, "What luck! A dead bird. And to think I was about to go hunting." As he picked it up, a vulture that had also seen the bird attacked.
C. 4
Golden walked back in his house. The vulture had scared him, but Golden got the bird. He remembered his many adventures, all of which he had come home to think about what happened. At least he could come home this time. He stood up to go to his friend Purrbaby's house.
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Golden was almost at Purrbaby's when Tomkat stopped him. "Leave me alone, bully," Said Golden. "What, you scared of me, Fraidycat?" said Tomkat. "No," Said Golden.
C. 5
" And you beat him?" asked Purrbaby, "Even when he called you Fraidycat?" "Yes, I did," said Golden. "Wow, you're tuff, for a small type," said Purrbaby," You should be come a Ranger." " Cats can't become Rangers," Golden said. "Well," Purrbaby said, "at least you can be my mate, tuff guy."
Ten years later
Golden was a happy cat. Over the years, he and Purrbaby had many adventures, including ten litters. Now, his golden fur was turning pale yellow. His blue eyes were gray. His time was coming, he knew. Golden died on his nineteenth birthday. As he walked up to the pearly gates, an angel said, "No pets allowed, stray."
So Golden walked up to the tuna covered gates, and was let in.
The End 
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Aug. 28, 2009 - Untitled Comment
(((hugs)))
Mommy