Personal Narrative: Moofy

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Moofy
As the wind wailed outside our house on a freezing January night, a night so cold not even the thickest skinned animal would even dare to be outside, there was a thunderous screech outside of my house. I first ignored the atrocious sound, until I heard the screech once again and finally urged my mom to go see what was outside. To our surprise, she came back with a little nappy white kitten once freezing to death on this frosty winter night, now curled up in mom’s loving arms. My family brought this little fur ball into our house to warm her up, and we instantly fell head over heels in love. Being instantly attached, we named her Mufossa (Moofy for short), even though my parents were only planning on keeping her on the heated porch until …show more content…

Moofy has a simply unique pattern settling on her nappy white fur. She is naturally bleached with a little dark gray patch on her back, one that looked like a narrow island drifting in a monstrous ocean. As she developed, her fur changed from being a frosty white to a charcoal gray, she was no longer the same bony white kitten from that dreadful winter night. While she was living on our dark, warm porch, we studied her every stealthy move and observed another strange characteristic about her. Moofy’s tail looked exactly like a raccoon’s tail. Moofy’s thick black stripes filling her entire tail, with little patches of gray, present to fill in the empty spaces. Once Moofy was comfortable around us she started being playful, and we noticed that she had ginormous, razor sharp claws, so long that they cannot retract back into her tiny toes, leaving them always sticking out of her paws. When Moofy’s claws were shot into our backs, backs protected by layers of thick clothing, …show more content…

Sprinting at lightning speed from one end of the house to the other, showing the family how quick she is, and after 10 seconds of exercise she would dramatically collapse to the carpeted floor ready, to take a long unbothered cat nap. Moofy’s impaired sight never stopped her from having a good time. She can only see bright colors or patterns, so if there is a colorful pattern on blankets or pants that catches her eye, she will dig her razor sharp claws into whatever of the pattern that is visible to her. Being an un-intelligent cat, she doesn’t really realize that her claws pierce the skin, and really cause a lot of pain. One day she found the real use to having those insanely long nails. While lounging in our living room I heard the door slowly creak open, I was home alone and instantly butterflies filled my stomach as Moofy and I were the only ones at home, and she was sound asleep on the porch. To my surprise, Moofy came darting around the corner at full speed with her raccoon-like tail straight up in the air. It turns out that she would launch herself onto the trim around our kitchen door, and rest her long back feet on the metal door handle so she could use all her body weight to maneuver the door open. Her eyes indicated she was unintelligent, but she was actually a very smart cat. She was a harmless kitten; she would always show her harmlessness by chasing her own

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