Old cats, new cats, lots of cats...

Hi!

Welcome to my first class blog... at home.

So because of the lock down we have been doing our work at home.

Everyday we have to do a long write based off a picture.

So I decided that I would share my first one that I did on Wednesday.

Here's the picture...

This is the LINK to where I got the photo.

Now here is my writing.

The fragile cloaks and poofy dresses cover the fluffy fur of the cats. Their claws have
been freshly cut and they are ready for the show. Pearl necklaces adorn female cats

while bow ties are fastened for the males. They prepare to dance their special waltz but

then they are stopped. The lights dim. The music comes to a grinding halt. Cats are

scattering off stage. Avoiding the big hands that are coming down to grasp their waists.

As loud as a stampede they screech and claw the hands. But it is no use, the long

fingers could crush them all within seconds.

The shop maker quickly grabbed the cats and placed them inside his workshop. He is

merely making new outfits but the cats do not understand. They try to rush away but

are blocked. A long needle goes in and out of fresh frocks. Making little buttons for the

suits and intricate patterns for the dresses. Gold thread shimmers and silver shines.

The calming workshop is filled with mini cats that are waiting for eyes or a nose or

even for fur. The old man quickly grabs the youngest pair of the scrambling bunch and

wraps them in some soft paper then they get placed in a box. The lid is clamped on and

a purple ribbon is tied to keep the lid there.

They hear the screams of the young kittens as they get carried off to the front room to

be sold off to some young kids. This is every cat in the workshop's worst nightmare.

Being gifted to the nasty, sticky little hands of children. Everyone is frozen from fear waiting for what the man would do next. Another kitten is grabbed and propped up on its

feet. A lovely red gown is placed over the babys head and a gold crown is waiting to go

on the cat's head. This is normal by now, they all get brought in to the workshop to

change outfits then get put back on display to be brought.

A handsome cat with ginger fur is dressed with the finest navy suit. With shining

bronze buttons and a bright bow tie to finish the look. He is one that hates this place

the most. Every day he plots to escape, but with stiff joints and clipped claws it

becomes almost impossible. The cats get put back on display and people constantly

pass by the window staring in on the little cats. This week they are set up for a play,

they are all paired up and got seated in soft seats to make it seem that they are

watching the play that is outside the window.

Then an old lady with a plain flowing dress walks into the store. The bell jingles with her

arrival. She glides over to the counter and asks for the cat she wants. With a nod the

man strides over to the cats and picks up the navy suited cat. With a few movements

he is buried under the paper and is inside his own box with a navy ribbon. When the

lady left with the box she opened it with gentle hands. Then grabbed his left hand and

let him wave goodbye to his friends and family. He finally found the perfect home.

I hope you liked it, I think that it was a good story.

What do you think of when you see the picture?

What did you like best about the story?

Do you like cats?

Comment what you think and I will try to reply.

Kind regards,

Abby.