Talk about my experience of raising a tabby cat (2)
6. I wonder if there are many people who have been smelt by cats, but I am one of the unfortunate ones. One day I saw him sleeping very soundly, his four little paws kicking from time to time, his eyeballs moving up and down, left and right, and occasionally smacking his lips. I guess he was dreaming of a prairie ~ well, someone’s backyard. I had to wash clothes, so I had to pick him up and prepare to let him sleep in another place. As a result, a stuffy and hot gas similar to the sewer and a little rubber smell came to my face.
I admit that I was a little confused at the time. I glanced at the windows and found that they were all closed, and the bathroom had never backed up. Where did the smell come from? Then I wondered if there was something on his paws, but I looked carefully and they were all clean. You guessed it, I even smelled each of his four paws one by one. Finally, I ruled it out. Just when I was puzzled, I suddenly noticed that his anus was shrinking back hard, and his half-closed, evasive eyes seemed to be telling a shy story. I pulled down the tail and sniffed it hard.
Oh my god, what kind of story is this? What a terrible smell. My head was about to fly away. I regretted it so much. The scene in the chemistry class where the teacher demonstrated smelling unknown gas reminded me of it. (To smell the gas, you should fan it with your hand and slowly send the gas to your nose before smelling it. It is best to sniff it gently.) From then on, I came to the conclusion that basically all animals with a digestive tract will fart. When I lived in the countryside, the cows, horses, mules, donkeys, etc. raised at home would fart. In particular, the smell and frequency were too exaggerated, so I will skip it here…)
7. Because the little guy is a male, I always worry about what to do when he starts to estrus. Some people say that he should be circumcised in advance to avoid trouble in the future. This seems a bit too cruel to me (same-sex sympathy), but if I don’t circumcise him, he will urinate and run around all day, which is also a problem. Surprisingly, I found that this kid was erect today, with a pink tip sticking out of his body. “My child has grown up, I couldn’t help but sigh.” He seemed to have discovered it himself, and licked it in two bites. Wow, why does this feel counterintuitive? Ahem, some of this is not suitable for children, I’ll skip it. Raising
a cat is really a long-term battle. Sometimes it can make you so angry that you want to throw it out the next second. Sometimes it is so soft and clingy, and it makes all kinds of coquettish noises. Oh, there is really nothing you can do. Raising a cat is also something that makes you diligent, clean, meticulous, and broad-minded. Sometimes I often sigh, what is the difference between this and raising a son, you need to worry about the same, you are naughty, and he will do what you don’t let him do. You can’t yell at him, after all, he is your dearest.
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