Today, I saw a cat in Jidhaf’s market. He was so calm that I managed to touch it. The cat had a white chin and a black body. He was so cute. We started to play with him and everybody looked at me and my sister. We called the cat Black Tie, although he had a white chin. The cat looked like Zorro. He had a white chin and a dark black mask on his face. He was a peculiar cat. He was still and calm when we touched him. He purred when we stroked him. He was a very sweet and strange cat. I really hope to see him again. If I saw him, I would buy a fish for him and his friends to feast on, and I would pat them. I wish that my cat Prince could meet him and learn some manners from him, even though Black tie is a street cat and street cats are often mistaken to be wild and dangerous.
When I think of Black Tie, I remember the other cat that we saw in Manama that was so nice with us. She was meowing at us and didn’t want us to leave. She had a name called Black Night. Surprisingly all the black cats we meet are friendly and not like other black cats in movies.
by: Maryam, my sister, and Fatima