Lucario- Story of a white cat

by Vania
(Kansas City, Kansas)

Lucario belongs to my grandma. My siblings and I visit her often and I sit around and be accompanied by her white cat I named Lucario. He's very special and I wonder what breed he is even though he has those beautiful, green eyes of a crocodile. He would follow me everywhere I'd go and mostly he would rub on me and gives me lots of love. Ever since our dog got adopted, it was rough, but when Lucario came along, it was love at first sight. I always tell him my problems and he completely understands me; I love him so much more than anything in fact, he can be funny and quite mischievous at some times (that bad, ol' cat). When he got hurt, I was terrified and I wanted to cry because he got a huge wound somewhere, but I was so blessed to see him all better and safe. I often worry about him. School will start soon and I miss him so much(he's not dead) that I want to be rubbed by his soft, warm fur. I breaks my heart to stay home and miss him.:( I'm going to be freshman also.