
I'm Lucky, a proud, faithful member of AFS, Book Hunter and Illusionary alongside my best friend Jason( see friends bar)
My mum, Adam, and me and Megan, arrrived home to my house on Wednesday. Tom, my mother's year old ginger cat, came in with us, and sped into the kitchen. There, on the pale tiles, were bloody pawprints, Tom was bleeding from his rear toe.
We rushed to the vets, in the village, and they decided to take him in overnight for stitches. We called the next day, then, the vet told us it was worse than she thought. Me and my friend Megan waited in the waiting room later that day, and my Mum emerged with Tom, tablets, a hole in her wallet and bad news. The vet didn't know if the stitches were enough, he might need the toe amputated.
I shivered. We had been having problems with our neighbour, a back neighbour, and we feared, because she thinks our cats do their business in her garden, she'dve put down a snare.
Anyway, that's all my news. Bye
Lucky