Family friendly life book.

Poor kitty.

This was the worst memory I have. This happed when I was 10 years old. My family never owned a pet but one of my cousin's have a dog. Why was this my worst memory? Well... here's the thing. When I was just playing my grandma looked out the window and saw a cat being chased by a dog. She called everyone to the living room to see this. The owner of the dog was walking down the sidewalk to catch up with her dog. The dog chased the cat into our lawn. The cat ran to some bushes and the dog had followed it. When they both went in there my family was in shock when those two ran in there. 10 Minutes passed and the dog came back to the owner. But the cat was nowhere to be found. And guess what the owner had done. She treated her dog with a pat on the head. My mother called her a terrible dog owner in our living room. Months have passed and I decided to check the last time we saw the cat. And good to know it was not there because God knows I couldn't take seeing the poor thing dead. But sometimes I wonder if the cat ran away somewhere... but that wasn't possible...