Sweetpea Poem by Maranda Heltenberg

Sweetpea is my princess cat. She loves to prance around like she is royality. I think that it is cute that she is a princess.She drinks water off her paws like she doesn't like germs. She has two brothers. They don't act like she does. I laugh at her sometimes when she acts likes she does. She is a cute white cat. She doesn't like to be picked up or huged. She has a cute meow. She is a quiet cat.

She likes to roam around the neighborhood looking for friends. She runs wild in my backyard. She loves the sun. I always see her sitting on the windowstill in the sun and looking back at me. She is saying please someone love me. I want to be petted and rubbed on my stomach. Don't make me mad or you might end up hurt. New people scare her so she hides away until they leave. I love her brothers too. They came from a farm.

She doesn't act like a farm cat. She hates mice so she leaves that to her brothers. Her brothers like to eat moths and birds. So I try to help them out. Sweetpea loves to eat pudding so I try to buy her some so she can have a special treat on some days. She is my favorite cat. I tend to spend all my time with her. She loves to be cuddled at night. She hates the winter. She loves when it is warm out.