This is the story of my childhood with my cat from when I adopted her up until now.
This is the first time that my cat saw me after she was adopted, I was 7 years old and she was 2 weeks old very small and cute and scared of almost everything and would try to hide underneath things. We named her Isara which means freedom in Thai.
This was the first Christmas that she spent with me, she was curious about the Christmas tree and would climb up and sit in it because she was so tiny.
This was her first birthday, and we gave her lots of food and presents
We then moved from Thailand to Singapore when she was around 4 years old and Isara had to go into quarantine before she was allowed to come home.
This was my first day at CIS 4 year ago back in grade 6, when I was around 11 years old. We were both still quite new to Singapore and just getting used to being here.
This is my cat lying on my bed whenever I am at school. She still does this even to this day and she is usually there when I get home.