My cat There is an old yellow cat in my home. She has been living with us for 11 years so far. She was just one month old when my elder sister brought her home in a plastic bag. How small and weak she was at that time, that she even can't scratch the plastic bag open. I fell in love with her at once. I liked to play games with her and we both had a lot of fun. I seldom went back home after I attend college, sometimes I miss her when I am alone. It was said that cats will go away by themselves when they feel their time is up. When I think of this , I feel more miserable. That's why I spend my time writing this short passage now. Cats are good friends of human. Be kind to them and they will reward you more.