On my birthday when I was done opening my gifts on the table, my dad told me there was one more present in the garage, and he would go get it. When he got it it was a small square box with a ribbon and wrapping paper on it. Once I got it I was for sure it was clothes, or shoes, or even a new phone. But I was wrong. When I oponed it out popped a little orange kitty. I was so so so happy I finally had a kitten. When we were thinking of names My brother said we should name it Ginger, and everybody liked that name. So now that's my cat's name.