Peanut, to me is a growing star. And from the comments from my friends, they think so too.

Peanut was found at the Spca on a gloomy Monday. Those loving, innocent eyes tore my mum apart. so she bought her while we were at school.

We bought her without knowing that she would contain more love than the height and width of herself. We named her Peanut as it suited her hugely.

While on a walk in the park Mum couldn't resist telling someone about her female Ginger kitten. The lady just said "Wow you are lucky, Ginger cats are usually boys and it is rare to find a girl."

I'm not quite sure why mum didn't notice this herself. Our Cats, Chilli and Satay were both boys, although, Chilli passed away when I was five.

When I have a sad day all I have to do is come home and look at Peanut. Peanut chose me out of the whole family to love most. It prides me that a rare breed would take a liking to me.

I love Peanut just as much as the other cats. But I know she loves me most. I love Peanut.

Author: Claire Shephard
Country: New Zealand
Age: 10
True story: Yes
Rating: 10 paws up
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