The Cat Poop Incident

I've always had a problem with Scruffy eating cat poop. One day while he was playing in the yard with Daisy, I saw him in the back by the fence rolling around vigorously. I called him 4-5 times before he finally started to come to me. From a distance he looked like he was rolling in mud. He was completely covered from head to toe in black mush. He got closer and I smelled it! I could barley pick him up! He stunk so bad! worse then ever before. The cat must have had diarrhea and Scruffy rolled in it! I tossed him in the sink and ran water over him for 10 minutes before I could even touch him with the shampoo.

Jenny

My older sister Jenny died last night. She was much older than me. I wasn't sure what was going on . Everyone was crying and sitting on the floor next to her bed. I knew they were upset so I was on my best behavior. I watched closely but kept my distance. All of a sudden my mom cried louder and was hugging Jenny. I knew something really bad was wrong with her. I carefully went over to her and smelled her from head to toe. Something wasn't right, I didn't want to leave her. They wrapped her in a towel and tried to carefully put her in a box. Why were they doing this? I tried to get closer, I jumped on the chair to see. Maybe she needs my help. I tried to grab the end of the box and pull it open. I don't understand. I heard them say she was going to be cremated! What does that mean! Why isn't Jenny waking up, I can't get to her?
All night I was so upset, thinking about Jenny. I kept crying for her and smelling her bed. Even the next day, I was so sad, I didn't want to play. I laid there thinking. Where is she now, Is she okay?