Hello my name is Milo. I am a two year old cat. I am a beautiful cat with orange, white and black hair. A sweet sister from Pet Shop adopted me. He took me to his house, washed and fed me well. I never forget that day. I was so happy.

 I had good days at home. Other cats' amusing meow was coming from the outside. At first, it was enough to watch from the window. Then it started to not be enough. I should have gone out too. I should have participated in their games too.

      A few days later, on the way to the grocery store, my owner forgot the door of the house open. Taking this opportunity, I sneaked out onto the street.

       After I left the house, I met the cats outside. I said my name is Milo and I am 2 years old. I mentioned that I live at home and I was very curious about them. They loved me very much. They immediately took it to their games. We jumped over the walls with them. We played like a ball of wool with the items we found on the street. We had a great time. I could not realize it was evening. It was getting dark everywhere. I'm starting to get frightened. I could not find my way home. I was very hungry. The people around me, seeing my collar, loved me and gave me some water and food. My stomach was just a little full. It would be my first night away from home.

     Moreover, it was ice-cold outside. There was nowhere to take refuge. My fear was getting more and more. I was surprised what to do. At that time I heard a familiar voice from the street. Safiye was aunt. They had talked to my owner on the phone. I immediately recognized him. Suddenly my heart was wiggled. I started following her, thinking that Aunt Safiye was going to my house. As I watched her, a noise caught my attention and I turned the other way. When I looked again, Aunt Safiye had disappeared.