Meow,meow,meow

I have a cute, adorable little kitten named Milo. Where it get its name? My little nephew give it to her. The history of its name start with…….Once upon a time, a little kitten meowing, starving in front of my house. It looks dirty and weak. Then my nephew come out from the door and said, ”pity her”. Then he took the kitten in and give her a bath. The cat meowing when its furs wet with water. Then he dry the wet kitten with dryer, I just look at them interestingly. After that, my nephew dash to the kitchen. I wonder what he want to do with a bowl and a spoon of milo. “Mum, where do you keep the sugar?”, he shout at his mum. He make a bowl of milo with 2 spoon of sugar. Im laughing myself seeing the scenario in front of my eyes. The hungry kitten licks the milo in the bowl. So, start from that day, we call it Milo. Milo has a long, soft fur and  orange in colour. It has black stripe, just like a tiger. It is so pamper especially with my nephew. Now, Milo not a kitten anymore. It has grown up to be a mother for four  little cute kitten. Horlick, Milky, Coffee and Choco. Unique right?