*Note: For the lesson 7 mind map, mom gave me permission to write about Cooper instead of our house. For lesson 10, I chose to use the mind map about Cooper*
Cooper is our indoor cat. In this descriptive essay I am going to describe Cooper, the things he does, and, most interestingly, how he came to live with us.
One day, Dad went to the chicken coop to lock up the chickens as usual. When he came back, he had a little tiny fuzzball of a kitten in his arms. The kitten had a wound on his paw that the rooster had administered to him. How he got into the chicken coop we could never know. This was in Autumn. Also, Mom has cat allergies. We decided to name him Cooper because we found him in the chicken coop. We wanted him to be an outside cat, but it was too cold. What were we to do next? Mom decided that she would give Cooper a trial run inside for the wintertime so that he wouldn’t be cold outside. We got out one of our little cages. At first, we put the cage in the kitchen for a little while, then we moved it to our bedroom. For a while, he would live in his cage and during certain times of the day we would let him out. Eventually, we gave him free reign of the bedroom at night. Cooper would always come and sleep in my bed, the top bunk, as soon as he had the confidence to climb up there. I miss when he would do that. Eventually, we started letting him out of the bedroom and putting him back at night. Finally, he was given free range of the house all day and all night.
Let me describe Cooper’s body next. He is actually a fairly large cat now, although he used to be a tiny kitten. People see his fur color as one of these two: gray or brown. It is really quite odd how sometimes he looks like both at the same time. His paws are black and soft, and his claws are fairly sharp. He is a tabby cat, meaning that he has the M shape on his forehead in black.
Cooper does the normal cat stuff, but he also has a few quirks of his own. Let me describe his behavior. Like all cats, he sleeps a lot. His favorite spots to take a nap are his cat tower in the living room, the back of my desk chair, Mom’s desk chair, and Dad’s lap. Cooper also eats a decent amount. His food bowl is on my brothers’ dresser and we feed him dry kibble. He his a water snob, just like our dog. Cooper will only drink from his special water fountain and the running sink. I also half-intentionally taught him that when I climb up into my bed, he can come up there and I will pet him, which is a win-win for both of us. He gets pet, and I get to pet him. He is also always begging to go outside so that he can fight our outdoor cat named Flynn. Cooper’s free trial has been expired for a while now, but we still can’t let him go outside because of Flynn.