My Note: Coffee cake already did god (Congratulations to her) SO I will pick my cats.
Who is my hero? My cats are my hero. Between purrs, claws, bites, and licking, my cats have guided me through life through thick and thin. Every day, they look at me with a twinkle in their eyes as they await their breakfast. But they also take care of me when I cannot find the strength to take good care of them.
My cat Licks is my hero. Licks takes care of me when I cannot take care of her. Every night, she purrs me to sleep; everyday she looks at me with awe and satisfaction, always happy; always content. She always walks on my computer while I type the kidzsearch magazine, never afraid to voice her opinions online. Every day after school, licks is waiting in the window for me. She is there for me when I cry. She is my hero.
My cat Moonlight is my hero. He may scratch and bite but he teaches me great life lessons about creativity. Every day he carries his toys up and down the stairs into his room and brings it into bed. He taught me forgiveness and true character. Every night he walks the house, black like the night and giving me peace of mind that someone is there. Even when my parents are away for a shopping trip. He is my hero.
You might think its funny that my cats are my heroes but they are never judging. Even when my parents, my school. My friends and my brother doubt me, cats are always there for you wherever you go. When I have to switch between my divorced mom and dad's houses, I always have a cat waiting for me, no matter what.