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My Pet Cat

During the Dusshera holidays, I went to my grandmother’s house. There my grandmother had a pet. It was a cat. I love cats. When I gave it milk to drink it drank. But when I gave it biscuits to eat it did not eat.

When the cat was drinking, my sister was laughing because she also loves cats. When the cat drinks milk, it closes its eyes. This made my sister amused. The cat had four kittens. My sister loved to play with the kittens.

Written by Akshara, STD II. 

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