My grandmother gave me a cat as a birthday present. It was named Mini. It was black and white. When I came back homeshe usually ran to me and played with me. When I was doing my homework she used to lie under the table quietly. She loved to look at herself in the mirror. She kept clean and enjoyed being washed. She was such a nice and lovely cat. A week ago when I took her out she was so happy running around. Unfortunately she was lost. Since then I have never found her. How I miss her!