My Cat Pochacco
August of 2001 my mom brought home a small kitten in a tall box that contained a small half and half bowl of food and water. My sister decided to name him Pochacco, because it was her favorite Sanrio character, but the only thing is that this Sanrio character was a white and black dog, so personally I didn’t find this very suitable. “Poh-choc-co” is the way you would sound out his name, but I always just called him Kitty since it’s much easier to say.
Pochacco was a black and white cat with vibrant green eyes. His paws, belly, mouth, and chin are where his white fur was placed. There was also a big white patch of fur on his chest that was the shape of a heart which was my most favorite part of him. Pochacco was the first …show more content…
Pochacco did all of this and more. Boxes I received whether it was a shoe box, television box, small or big he’d jump right in. If he didn’t fit in the box he made sure he to do a little circle walk spin and tried before giving up. Pochacco had a small build in comparison to most cats I see outside, but he was a bit of a chunk so watching him struggle to fit in a box was just about the cutest thing. Parts of his sides would pooch out of the shoebox he managed to forcefully fit himself into kind of looking like a muffin …show more content…
I cherished the quality time and love I had and still have for him. In May of this year, the day before my birthday, I had to say goodbye to my first furry little friend. He passed in my room while I was away. I’ve experienced people dying before, such as family members (not immediate), neighbors, patients, but never someone or something I’ve built such a close relationship with. Breaking up with my past significant others wasn’t as difficult as this moment in my life. From this experienced I’ve learned that timing in life won’t always be on our side, but it will always come at the right
August of 2001 my mom brought home a small kitten in a tall box that contained a small half and half bowl of food and water. My sister decided to name him Pochacco, because it was her favorite Sanrio character, but the only thing is that this Sanrio character was a white and black dog, so personally I didn’t find this very suitable. “Poh-choc-co” is the way you would sound out his name, but I always just called him Kitty since it’s much easier to say.
Pochacco was a black and white cat with vibrant green eyes. His paws, belly, mouth, and chin are where his white fur was placed. There was also a big white patch of fur on his chest that was the shape of a heart which was my most favorite part of him. Pochacco was the first …show more content…
Pochacco did all of this and more. Boxes I received whether it was a shoe box, television box, small or big he’d jump right in. If he didn’t fit in the box he made sure he to do a little circle walk spin and tried before giving up. Pochacco had a small build in comparison to most cats I see outside, but he was a bit of a chunk so watching him struggle to fit in a box was just about the cutest thing. Parts of his sides would pooch out of the shoebox he managed to forcefully fit himself into kind of looking like a muffin …show more content…
I cherished the quality time and love I had and still have for him. In May of this year, the day before my birthday, I had to say goodbye to my first furry little friend. He passed in my room while I was away. I’ve experienced people dying before, such as family members (not immediate), neighbors, patients, but never someone or something I’ve built such a close relationship with. Breaking up with my past significant others wasn’t as difficult as this moment in my life. From this experienced I’ve learned that timing in life won’t always be on our side, but it will always come at the right