Pichu

 I know there are many cats out there:

Some are orange, others are stripped gray, elegant black, like little panthers, fluffy white... But Pichu is a special cat. Because she is my cat.

She has beautiful green eyes and very long whiskers. Her coat is fluffy warm, with white, orange and black hair. She has long, soft legs that seem to be fashioned from the finest plush. With gummy paws at the bottom, that I could play with all day. 

She has the heart of a scientist: always doing her research, because she is so curious. She learned how to go out of the house when she was bored, jumping out of the window from the second floor or sneaking through a hole in the mosquito mesh at the first floor. She would sneak in the kitchen and steal some food when nobody was looking and sometimes she would even hide her food under Andrea's bed, for later. She learned to knock down cups that were half full, so that she could drink the liquid. She was always ready when it was lunch time and she would call Andrea and bring her out of her room to the kitchen table to eat together as a family.

Pichu likes to go out with her friends. She wishes they could go to a kitty pizzeria for and eat together. I bet she'd order a cherry cola. Pichu looks like a white cloud against the blue sky when she is resting on the edge of our patio wall. She waits patiently under the sun until her favorite neighbor cats come looking for her. They all have fun playing tag.