Ink Spot

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Children Stories  |  House: Booksie Classic

A little girl retrieves her kitten from the neighborhood cat lady

Ink Spot

A Story by Lea Sheryn

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A kitten leaves home

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Ink Spot

By Lea Sheryn

 

“Mama,” I screamed as I allowed the screen door to swing closed with a bang behind me.“Why is Ink Spot sitting in Mrs. Cleary’s window?”I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw him there. 

 

Hastily mama pushed past me to look out the door.Sure enough, there was Ink Spot, big as day, preening himself in the window across the street.He was my cat, not Mrs. Cleary’s.She already had twelve cats; she couldn’t have all the cats in the neighborhood. 

 

Ink Spot was my special cat.Santa Claus had left him in my Christmas stocking last year.When I bounded down the stairs the first thing I saw was his little black and white head poking out of the top of my stocking.Oh how I loved him and held him in a close hug that winter morning.Mama and daddy beamed with pleasure as my eyes danced with joy. 

 

I had always wanted a pet but the apartment we lived in didn’t allow anyone to have one.It was small and cramped with really only enough room for mama and daddy.I kinda squeezed into their bedroom in a little cot but, as I grew older, it wasn’t good enough anymore.Then mama told daddy she was going to have another baby. 

 

We moved out of the old apartment that March into a nice three bedroom house on the other side of town.Da’Von arrived in September.A bundle of joy daddy called him, but I couldn’t see anything joyful in a howling red-faced baby who took up all mama’s time.About that same time, I was packed off to kindergarten.The school bus picked me up on the corner in the morning and dropped me off at the small spot in the afternoon.I put up with it just like I put up with everything else.

 

With everything going on at home, no one noticed me.I kept more and more to myself while mama and daddy put all their attention on Da’Von.That was until Aunt Calvina came for a visit.“That child needs just as much attention as the baby,” auntie complained when she noticed how I sat in the corner with my head bowed.Things changed after that.Mama paid more attention to me and daddy planned little trips for us over the weekends.It perked me up. 

 

That Christmas was special for me because Ink Spot was in my stocking.The tiny black and white kitten was just the companion I needed to make me feel as though I were someone again.Every night, he curled up beside me in bed and he was there for me after school when I raced home just to be with him. 

 

Today when I came home, Ink Spot was in Mrs. Cleary’s window.I wanted him back.“Go tell Mrs. Cleary he’s my cat, mama,” I insisted as I tugged on her arm and pulled her out the screen door. 

 

“A cat goes where a cat wants to go, Kadrea,” mama stated as though my pet meant nothing to her.“You leave that cat be.If he wants to come home he will.If he stays at Mrs. Cleary’s that’s where he wants to be.”

 

“Ink Spot is my cat,” I weakly responded to the closed screen door. 

 

I stood on the sidewalk and stared at Ink Spot for a long time before I turned to go back into the house.“He’s my cat,” I said to no one as that old feeling of being left out hit me hard. 

 

Every day when I came home from school, Ink Spot was sitting proudly in Mrs. Cleary’s window.Often there were two or three other cats along with him.What right did she have to keep my pet? I asked myself as I stood looking at him. 

 

After a week, I couldn’t stand the loneliness any longer.Instead of going to my own house after school, I boldly knocked at Mrs. Cleary’s.When she opened the door, I stated, “Ink Spot is my cat.Santa Claus put him in my stocking last year.I want him back.” 

 

For a long time, the old woman stood in the doorway looking down at me.I thought she was going to tell me to get lost.Instead she said, “Which one is Ink Spot?”Quickly I pointed to the window. 

 

“Well, bless me, I didn’t know he was your cat,” Mrs. Cleary responded.“I thought he was another stray, so I took him in just like I took in all the rest.You come right on in.”The door swung opened revealing a cozy sitting room with cats lounging around on the furniture, making themselves right at home. 

 

As soon as I entered, Ink Spot jumped out of the window and strolled over to wind himself around my legs.I picked him up and held him close as he rubbed beneath my chin purring loudly. 

 

“I might have guessed that cat belonged across the street.The way he sat in that window and stared over your way might have told me,” Mrs. Cleary mused as she reached out to scratch Ink Spot’s head.“You go on and take him home with you where he belongs.” 

 

And I did.The End.


Submitted: January 09, 2021

© Copyright 2021 Lea Sheryn. All rights reserved.

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hullabaloo22

Lovely story, and what a fantastic photo to go with it. I'm glad you gave the story a happy ending.

Sun, January 10th, 2021 7:30pm

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Thank you so much. I like a happy ending.

Sun, January 10th, 2021 12:02pm

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