Arrow

 We already have a dog and a cat and another cat, but that cat is not technically ours because he just comes with the place that we live. My husband mentioned that we should get another cat but I wasn't so sure. I am off work due to a severe back issue and am in a lot of pain. It was already hard enough on me trying to deal with the animals I already had.

My husband insisted that we get another cat. So, two weeks ago he brought a little cat cage home with him one night after work. He told me to look inside it. I looked inside and I fell in love instantly. There inside the little cat cage was Arrow, a beautiful black and white kitten who was no older than eight weeks old.

I took Arrow out of the cat cage and put him in my lap. He was shaking because he was nervous after the ride home and the fact that he was in a new home. I petted Arrow on his head and he started to settle down. Then he stopped shaking and then he purred. Arrow was so adorable. I loved him to pieces.

My husband then told me that Arrow had a little deformity. Arrow had six toes on each of his front paws. I looked down at his little paws and sure enough, there were six toes on each paw. I didn't care though, I loved him anyway.

Since Arrow has come into my life, I have been getting around a bit better. It is no wonder, Arrow had to be carried to his litter box because he was just so tiny. Arrow also had to be fed five times a day. I had to get up and move around more because of him and I didn't care how much pain it caused. Arrow was mine and I was taking care of him no matter what.