Memories of Hunter
So, it's been about a month since my beloved cat Hunter died, and I decided that it's finally time to write out some memories I have of him. He was a great cat. So, when Hunter was a kitten, he was fairly mean. I mean, he was nice to me, but I don't think he was that nice to other people. I remember that he was always ready to attack. Even in the middle of the night, when he'd be sleeping with me on my bed, I'd make one small movement, and there he'd go, attacking my feet. We liked to joke that he was a vegetarian cat. There was one time he jumped on the table after dinner, and stuff had been left on the table, and he started stealing lettuce from my mom's plate. He also loved corn and peas. Any time we had a meal and corn was the vegetable, I'd call him over and give him some. I don't know what it was about corn and peas, but he loved them. After we got multiple cats, we started using the clumping litter, and Hunter hated it. Seriously, hated it. So