Blue


By Maddie


The sky is blue. I see it from the windows and the front door. One of my favorite cans of cat food has a blue label. It’s chicken. Sometimes my morning treat, Temptations, is in a blue package, but I don’t really care. I like them from any color package. I have my own room. It has a dog proof gate with a hole so I can slip through to avoid the dog. The room is painted in blue bayou. It is my favorite spot. I get to loll on the bed or sleep in front of the heater, and I never have to worry about being bothered. Sometimes I run into Fern, and she hisses and swats at me. That always makes me blue, though I’m really black.

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