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Convincing a family to adopt a pet kitten can prove to be quite troublesome. Owning a pet requires a decent amount of free time and great responsibility. Staying persistent in your endeavors and showing your family just how serious you are can prove to be rewarding in the end. Caring for a pet cat can prove be a major responsibility for an eight year old. Even though I was fully aware that I was far too young to take on the responsibility that comes with owning a pet, I was very persistent in my endeavors at convincing my father. Day after day when my father arrived home from work, I would always bring up the subject again at the dinner table, but the answer that I was always faced with was a quick and simple “NO.” I continued this persistent behavior for quite some time until he finally showed some clear signs of reluctant caving. Finally, one day after going about my daily routine in nagging my father about the subject of a pet cat at the dinner table, he gave me an answer I wasn’t quite expecting: an answer filled with hope! In a clearly reluctant and slightly annoyed voice, he told me that he would discuss this matter with me after we were through eating dinner. Overjoyed that I was given an answer resulting in some hope other than the stereotypical answer he gave me on a daily basis, I quickly finished my meal and headed down the hallway into the living room. I anxiously waited for my father to finish so he could hopefully give me the answer I was finally waiting for. After waiting ever so patiently yet quite anxiously for several minutes, I finally began hearing my father’s footsteps heading down the hallway towards the living room where I was waiting for him. He silently walked in with a surprisingly gentle expression on his face and sat down across from me on the sofa. He began to explain to me the commitment and time needed to properly care for a pet such as a cat just as he did many times before. However, this time the conclusion was

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