Most know her as Bernice. Some know her simply as Cat. Kitty, Fluffernutter, Fatty, Fatso or Fat Cat are some of the names she is known by. I know her as Stormin' Normin.
My cat Bernice is a very interesting creature. Sometimes I really wonder what she's up to. She's either running into walls, frolicking all over our furniture, running around like crazy, biting people or acting semi-normal.
When I was in second grade, I went down to get the newspaper. To my surprise there was a little kitty sleeping under my mailbox. It was pretty obvious that her last owners had just dumped her on the street. Joyfully, she followed me up the driveway, entering her life as Bernice.
Back then she was an absolute toothpick -- barely any meat on her. Now, well, let's just say she's got some meat on her -- about 15 pounds of meat on her.
I pleaded with my parents to let me keep her. I don't even know how much I begged and begged. I wanted her, and I wanted her bad. Finally, after countless attempts to persuade them, they gave in, making me the proud owner of Bernice.
Before she could live in the house, we had to take her to the vet to make sure she didn't have anything wrong with her. If I remember correctly, she bit the vet. Being about 9 years old at the time, I thought it was absolutely hilarious. She was all clear, so we brought her home.
Throughout the years, she's done some pretty wacky stuff. She started running into walls the moment we brought her in. I think she's trying to scratch her head when she does it, but she always ends up banging into the wall.
Sometimes she just starts running around like crazy. One moment she's just sitting there, and the next moment she's sprinting down the hallway like a madwoman -- or mad cat in her case. I don't know what gets into her. She either sees something outside or is extremely frightened by Dylan's constant over-loving.
Food is Bernice's solution for everything. She's angry -- she eats. Nervous? She'll be eating. What she doesn't know is that we have her on a kitty diet. (Ssshh! Don't tell her.)
Her days consist of sleeping, eating, using the litter box, eating and sleeping. She gets up in the morning and eats. Then, what does she do? Goes back to bed, occasionally getting up to eat. Pretty interesting right?
Well, now that you know the most useless information about my cat. That's about it. She's pretty much like any other cat. Very fluffy! That's most definitely my favorite part about her.
I bet you're thinking right about now, "Her cat? She wrote about her cat?" Yes. I did write about my cat. Now you all know the interesting life of Bernice.
Berit Ramstad Skoyles is a sophomore at Detroit Lakes High School.