The kittens in my backyard…
Last summer, Martin was building a big house in a very peaceful town named Boomland for a businessman named Keith. Keith planned to sell the house once it was built.
It was a breezy Saturday and they were almost finished. Martin was on a ladder, painting the porch while singing a nice sentimental song. He was holding a paint bucket in one arm, and trying very hard not to drop it.
A week after it was ready, Keith invited Martin to visit the house. It looked so grand for it is big and it was decorate with nice furniture. There was an old fashioned pond with a tortoise in the garden with beautiful, snow white flowers around it. So, Martin decided to buy the house as it was so beautiful and he planned to grow apple trees around the house.
The next day, when Martin’s staffs, Lloyd, Peter, and Doyle visited his new house, Martin told them about a new house that Keith wanted them to build beside his house. They would start building it on Wednesday and they only had three more days to plan.
Martin said goodbye to his staffs as they left his house. Suddenly he saw a kitten walking to his house. It was a cute little black and white kitten, with beautiful, glowing green eyes.
He looked at it, wondering what should he do. He walked softly to the cat and the cat looked afraid. Martin gently stroked the cat and it purred softly as it knew that Martin was not going to cause any harm.
The kitten’s mother came by. It brushed itself against the gate, looking at Martin. Martin looked softly at the big, black female cat as it walked towards its kitten. He was wondering whether the big cat was ferocious. The big cat came to Martin, purring till Martin could feel its throat vibrating softly. Suddenly it jumped up and ran away.
Martin looked around him, wondering what had scared the big cat. He even looked at the sky but all that he could see was grey puffy clouds which meant that it was going to rain.
Then his phone rang and he answered it, “Hello”.
“Hi Martin!” said the man at the other end. It was his staff, Peter.
“Keith is calling a meeting tomorrow to discuss about the house that we’re going to build. It will be at ten o’clock in the morning.”
“I’ll be there. Thanks for the information!” answered Martin.
He clicked the little red button on his phone and he went inside. The raindrops had started to fall and the little cat had walked away. Suddenly he felt so lonely.
“So, I can’t celebrate my birthday tomorrow,” said Martin to himself in a sad voice. “Oh well, may be I could celebrate it after the meeting.”
He woke up early the next day. He remembered very well that it was his birthday. He wore a plain white shirt and a black jacket which made him look grand. He put on his black neck tie and then he went downstairs.
He took his car keys and drove to his office. He arrived there in just about five minutes. He went inside. The office was dark and he wondered if he was too early. He sat down for a moment, and then he walked to the meeting room to get things ready. He opened the door of the meeting room and saw that everything was ready for the meeting. The projector screen was set and the projector was on the table. The chairs were arranged and the curtains were opened.
He wondered aloud, “Where is everybody?”
As he walked into the meeting room, the lights were switched on and confetti started to fall.
“Happy birthday, Martin!” everyone shouted.
It was a surprise birthday party! Martin was very happy to celebrate his birthday with his friends. The projector was set to play a movie that Martin had always wanted to watch but was too busy to go to the cinema to watch it.
>>> The End <<<