When I was younger, I liked to go 'under the cocoa' (Creole Engish-Back Yard Garden). I still do. There are many trees up there, but there is one that blossoms very often, twice yearly. This is the plum tree. I love plums.
One day I went to pick some, I think it was a Sunday and plum season was coming to an end. I pick what I could and ate them on the tree. When I came down I saw a black cat. I never saw a cat so black in my life, it did not even have speck of white or any other colour, just completely black.
When I saw it, I said "Oh no" because I knew if my three beautiful cats saw that black cat, it could be dead meat, so I threw a stone at it to frighten it away and make it run off for its own safety, but in return, I was the one that got frightened. When I threw the stone at it, it ran into the bushes so I waited to see if it would come out to frighten it again, but instead, the stone I threw was thrown back behind me. I ran down to my house in fright.
Luckily, the house was close, so I did not fall while running to break anything. Was the stone really thrown by the cat? I may never know. But I know it was not someone, because the bushes were to thick, and even if it was I would have seen them.
The three cats I use to own died, but and one of them was older than me. It was a year older than me. It died at the age of 11. The other two cats was its sons. I can not remember when they died. I have two cats now, they are the descendants of the three that died. May 16th is one of my cat's birthday, it will be three and my cousin's birth is two days after.