When I was fourteen I get a little cat. My parents give him to me on my birthday. I was very happy, because I always want a little cat like Maurycy. I didn’t know what name I can give for him, until my friend says: Do you already have name for him? Like Maurycy or something? Well, “Maurycy” must catched on. He is three years old, but I have him about two years and a half.
Maurycy is a mongrel. He is all grey with black stripes, he looks thin, but he like eating very much. He have big, green eyes, which are shine in light. Everybody, who’s looking in his eyes tell me that shiver went down his spine. It is true.
He’s favorite dish is Whiskas. He is very sociable to. He always cringes to everybody, who meets – he isn’t fearful to person, which he is meeting first time.
He likes going for a walk, he is very agile. He likes jump, roll, and run. His favorite activity is playing his small, red ball. He loves it.
Maurycy have very good hearing, like every cat. When someone come in to our house and Maurycy hear sound of put key into the keyhole, he is rush to doors.
When my friends visiting me, everybody have to pay attention to Maurycy. If my friends ignore him, Maurycy are very naughty. He likes to be the centre of attention.