National Adult Literacy Database

January 19, 2009

The following story was written by Warren H., from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario. Warren is enrolled in literacy classes at Program READ in Sault Ste. Marie.

My Pet Sammy

by Warren H.

My cat’s name was Sammy. He was a kitten. At my home, there was a mother cat named Chico. Chico had a litter of five kittens. Sammy and Chico were kept at my home on Pim Street.

Sammy was a pretty grey colour. He liked to play by rubbing his head against the wall. I patted him and then he would purr happily. Our dog, Muffin, was friendly with Sammy and they played well together. Sammy was grown up by then and would jump on Muffin playfully.

Usually, Sammy stayed in the house. But, one day he was outside playing. A young boy nearby was using a BB gun and he accidentally shot Sammy in the head. Sammy somehow got back in the house and climbed into a chair to sleep.

Sammy got over weight when he was older but still remained playful. One day he went outside and we found him resting by the hedge. He had died.

I still miss Sammy, but I have happy memories of our time together.

[This story was taken with permission, from the Program READ website, under Student writing.]