My British Shorthair Cat Erpi and American Shorthair Cat Gangdan (1)

My British Shorthair Cat Erpi and American Shorthair Cat Gangdan (1)

I have one American Shorthair and three British Shorthair cats at home…

Preliminary conclusion: it depends on the personality.

The first American Shorthair was bought by my girlfriend. I don’t have much interest in raising cats, but my girlfriend insisted, so I started with an American Shorthair.

My girlfriend asked me to help pick a name, and two seconds later, Gangdan was born. I named it based on the impression that cheap names are easier to raise, and based on the impression I got from a movie I saw before, although it doesn’t seem ideal for a little female cat. But I tried my best. Unexpectedly, my words came true. Gangdan’s personality has nothing to do with her being a female cat. Instead, it has taken on her name. At the beginning, it was fine when it was two months old. It was small and had limited destructive power. It was difficult to climb onto the bed. It just fluttered under the bed and on the bed. It was small and furry. It was not enough to hold it in my arms, but it was just right to hold it in my hands. It was pretty beautiful when it jumped around. It was worth buying.

Who would have thought that after another two months, I saw her body grow geometrically due to daily exercise. From a small furry ball when she first came, she gradually became a well-built little cheetah, and her racial talent was gradually realized. The height of the bed, which seemed to be a natural barrier, has become an entertainment project with a difficulty level of zero. Not only that, she has also played with various tricks, new ideas, and a new look.

Based on the original posture of pulling up on the spot, she has developed a fancy bed-jumping posture using the closet door as a springboard, a chair as a springboard, a table as a springboard, and even my back as a springboard. It was easy when she was young, and it was still the same when she was seven or eight pounds, but I couldn’t do anything because I couldn’t catch her… and I couldn’t see any unusual movement of small objects within my field of vision. If anything happened, I would definitely pounce on it at the first time, doing nothing but watching. The spiral shows its ability to start and stop suddenly, and ambush you passing by in the corner when you are not paying attention. After pounce, it does nothing but symbolically hug your feet to hone its hunting skills.

What I couldn’t stand was the parkour at night, which was simply crazy. Can you imagine how I felt when I, a person who got up at 6:30 the next day to go to work, was woken up at one or two in the middle of the night by all kinds of strange noises and collisions with my meat pads? It was really flammable and explosive. So I started to teach her a routine and adjusted it to be consistent with ours. I would walk her like crazy before 10 o’clock to consume her energy, and then use the cage to assist. Finally, after a month, Gangdan was trained by us to be normal and perfectly integrated into our office life. She never woke us up at night again. It was done.

But there are still many good things, which is why we love her so much. She is very clingy. We have the morning wake-up service, bathing and guarding service, and service to check what she is doing at any time. When I get home from work, the first thing I see when I open the door is definitely her. She will run over to rub my legs and feet. When I sit on the chair, she will jump up to ask for rubs, showing her enthusiasm for three minutes. Moreover, her little face is really pretty, delicate, with upturned corners of her mouth, and from a certain angle, it feels like a smile. There is no roommate who doesn’t like her. Everyone who sees her will give her a thumbs-up. From time to time, she will visit each room and show her condolences.