I have a cat, it hates me, it hates me so much that it wants to kill me (1)

I have a cat, it hates me, it hates me so much that it wants to kill me (1)

I have a cat, it hates me, it hates me so much that it wants to kill me. I didn’t beat it, but I gave it the freedom it wanted.

My cat is pure black, it was more than a month old when I picked it up, and I have had it for four months. I don’t know why it hates me so much. I watch it on the surveillance camera after work, it comes out to play with the dog and other cats at home, and they have a lot of fun. When I get home from work, it jumps on the cat climbing frame and growls at me heartbreakingly. It never appears in front of me. When I am at home, it finds a place to hide and cannot be seen at all. This picture was taken when I just got home.

I fell asleep at night with my hand hanging by the bed. It jumped up and grabbed my arm and tore it, cutting the skin open, and its toenails pierced into the flesh. The pain was so severe that I didn’t have the strength to sit up. Later one night, when it grabbed my neck, I caught it and beat it hard, almost to death. It scratched my arm, but I didn’t let go and kept beating it until my hand was in so much pain that I couldn’t bear it anymore. I let go and it fell down, then jumped up again, scratched my thigh, ran away, and hid in a small corner of the house where I couldn’t find it. I went to the bathroom to rinse the blood off my body and smeared the whole bottle of iodine all over my body. The picture was taken four or five days later.

Later, I was moving, and all the things in the house were moved away, but I still couldn’t find the cat. I put some cat food and a basin of water, and left. Three days later, I came back to cancel the lease and saw that there was still half of the water in the basin, but the cat food was gone, and there was a pile of excrement where the cat litter box was previously. I called its name, and suddenly I saw a dark shadow under the glass door of the kitchen. I ran over to see it. It turned out that it had dug a hole in the cupboard, got in through the gap under the cupboard, and then got out through the hole dug in the water pipe, hiding behind the water pipe. When it saw me, it was stunned and cried. I carefully caught it, and it suddenly went crazy and scratched me madly. My arm was scratched again. I didn’t let go and stuffed it into the cat cage I brought with me. After the landlord came, I gave up the lease and took the cat away.

When I got to the new house, it still hid under the bed every day and never saw anyone. It started to move around after I went to work. Later, I don’t know how it learned to open the window and door. A week after coming to the new house, one morning, when I went out to work, it jumped on the window, broke the window, tore the window screen, and jumped out. My house is on the first floor. The other seven cats were stunned, but none of them went out, because among the seven, one was a mother cat, and the other six were her cubs, only a little over a month old. My dog ​​saw it jump down and squeaked anxiously.

When I came back at night and found it gone, I suddenly felt relieved. It finally left by itself. In the middle of the night, I heard it barking and ran out, but I didn’t see it. It was dark and I couldn’t see it at night. The next morning at six o’clock, I went out to look for it and found it in the green belt under the bed. I brought my dog ​​and cat food and called its name. It had been a day and a night, and it was also very hungry. It had no ability to survive in the wild. It was already craving for food. After half an hour, it finally came out. For the first time, I saw its pitiful eyes. It ate cat food in big mouthfuls, and the dog licked it next to it. I hugged it, it struggled for a while, and suddenly became quiet again. This time, it didn’t scratch me. After returning

home, it got under the bed again and couldn’t bark. I closed the door, and when it saw that I was gone, it came out to eat, drink water, and get under the bed again. At night, I hadn’t gotten off work yet, and I saw on the surveillance that it opened the window and jumped out again.