We all keep a small pet as a companion at home, and the animals are very naughty. My family has a cat named "Meow Meow".

That happened when I was seven or eight years old. At that time, there were mice in the house, and the sound of mice chewing could be heard even at night, which disturbed our family's peace. One day, Grandpa couldn't stand it anymore and "complained" to Dad. After discussion, Grandpa decided to hold a kitten. When I heard the news, I was overjoyed and told my good friends when I saw them. But one day, grandpa hugged a little tabby cat. It has a pair of jewel-like eyes and wears a coat of three colors: black, brown and white. I fell in love with it as soon as I saw it, and because the kitten kept meowing "meow", I named it "meow". I wanted to hold the kitten, so grandpa had to give me the little cat. As soon as I hugged it, it broke away from my hand and ran upstairs. I was afraid that it would escape from the house, so I chased it. As soon as I went upstairs, I found that the kitten was lying next to the fish tank, drooling and staring at the fish. I thought angrily: Huh, you little kitten is so arrogant that you can't see the mountain! I didn't think anything more and rushed towards the fish tank. As soon as the cat hid, I jumped in fear and hit my bag. I endured the pain and continued running after the cat. The kitten ran into the chicken pen and opened the chicken door for no reason. The chickens ran out. I was very busy, but I still missed the kitten, so I asked my grandpa to help catch the chickens. I followed the kitten and ran stupidly. After a while, I was tired from running and sat down on the ground. Fortunately, a good friend who was passing by helped me bring the kitten into my home.

Do you think my kitten is naughty?