Backwards math

So I’m not usually really into math, but now that can just rest when it comes to this kind of math. Well, you can’t blame me — I mean I’m the one who invented it.

Basically my thing to do, in math anyway, is backwards math. It’s done down in the negatives. My mom wrote an article on how it happened, and a lot of people liked it.

Here’s a few samples of it:

$-15 - -10 = -5$

$-15+-10=-25$

$-6 \times -2=12$

That’s the three different kinds that I know. Times (the last one) I had to learn. It’s really hard to figure out what the answer is, if you don’t know how to do it.

You can teach backwards math to your kids to see if they like it better then normal math. They probably will — though you should think about the age of your student, because Mom said that it was pre-algebra work. Though that might be why I like it, because I like algebra, too.

Funny but dangerous

Cats and dogs gone wild is a great show. Funny, but not too safe for humans, especially one little kid. The cats and dogs in it have really gone wild, and I hope you like it as much as Chickenfoot and I did .

How I met a cattering

This is the story of how I first met a cattering.

I was walking along in the woods one day, and I saw something move. I turned around and started home. I was pretty sure that I didn’t want to meet whatever it was. Luck wasn’t with me.

A wolf jumped out at me. I stepped back just in time to not get eaten alive right on the spot.

The wolf began to circle around me, growling angrily. Man, I was scared! As I watched, I saw that the wolf was really thin.

Just then I was saved. A flash of pink and gold came out of the sky. It was the fastest thing I ever saw. The wolf ran off with its tail between its legs.

The thing pulled to a stop in front of me. It was shaped like a cat with wings. It was pink, and the wings were gold. It was not only the fastest thing, but the most beautiful thing I ever saw.

Then it spoke. “I’m a cattering. My name is Serenity. What is your’s?”

I was about ready to run off screaming, but I answered anyway. “My name is Kitten. I’m honored to meet you.”

“And I’m honored to meet you, too.”

Soon we became great friends, and she walked with me all the way home.

That is the story of how I first met a cattering.

Cattering

Catterings are pink with gold wings and green eyes. A cattering smells sweet like a rose. It sounds like a cat purring long and loud, and it’s soft like a fuzzy, warm blanket. And I’m happy to say I don’t know what it tastes like, because I’ve never tried one, and I never will.

And now you know what a cattering is, and I hope that if you ever meet one, that you will like it.

Our old horse

We had a horse.

His name was Buck.

He’s gone of course.

He brought us luck.

A Cat For Me

A cat that is smart, is the cat for me.

A cat that doesn’t mind water, is the cat for me.

A cat that loves people, is the cat for me.

Yes, I’m satisfied with the cat I have now.

Ah, but if there was only a cat like that,

That would be the cat for me.

Writer’s block

Sorry, everybody, that I haven’t put any thing up on my blog for a while, but I’ve got writer’s block. At least I’m a real writer now, at least that’s what my mom says. And if you got writer’s block, my mother would probably say, “That means you’re a real writer, because every writer gets writer’s block. Even J. K. Rowling.”

So anyway I’m a real writer now, and I’ll back as soon as I can be.

Princess and the kitten

This is my new kitten, Cimorene.
(And me, too!)
Isn’t she wonderful?

You can click on either of the pictures to see a bigger version.

PussyCat Gives Birth

[The Adventures of Panther and Cimorene, Prologue]

Once upon a time, there lived a cat. Her name was PussyCat. She had a husband, and his name was Tiger. They were owned barn cats.

One day, their owners left them; they left PussyCat and Tiger plenty enough water to drink and food to eat.

As the first week went on, PussyCat got fatter and fatter. Soon, she was sure she was pregnant, so she started eating and drinking more.

At the end of the month, their owners returned, just in time to give them more food and water.

They took PussyCat to the doctor (to find out why she was so fat) and were surprised to find out that PussyCat was pregnant.

For one month with her owners, she was pregnant, but no more. At the end of two months (for her first month was without her owners), she gave birth to seven kittens. And she called the two youngest Panther and Cimorene.

Goldilocks and the Three Bears, Part 2

Soon Goldy was going up a staircase. At the top, there was two rooms. She went in the first room. There were two beds. It was then that she realized how tired she was, so she laid down in the first bed—too hard. So she went to the next bed—too soft.

So she got up and went to the next room. There was another bed in there, so she lay down on it. Ah, just right! She soon fell asleep.

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