In early January this year, I found an adoption offer from a young lady on Weibo. There was only one tabby cat in the litter and it looked so nice that I brought it home!
(My roommate’s hand)
On the first day it came, it pooped and peed on my pants and hid under the bed, not daring to come out. I asked my sister, who has raised cats for many years, for a lot of tips and prepared good food and water, thinking it would come out by itself in a few days. But!!! When I turned off the light and went to sleep at night, it climbed onto my bed by itself… and then got into my quilt…
So, just a few days later, it was like this
It got familiar too quickly… And every night, as soon as I turned off the light to sleep, it would surely burrow into the quilt to sleep not long after.
And it was very brave, running around everywhere.
Standing on my shoulder to look into the distance.
It would scratch at the door whenever I went to the toilet.
Later, it gradually liked to lie in the window crack to watch the scenery outside.
Finally, one morning, my roommate didn’t close the door properly and it ran out! And we didn’t even notice! When I got home from work and couldn’t find it no matter how hard I looked, I realized it was lost. I almost broke down. I asked my sister for help. She said that since it had been lost for a whole day, it would be hard to find and told me to try the “scissor method”. After using the scissor method, I put on a flashlight and went out.
I first thought it might have run upstairs (my place was on the second floor of a six-story building). I knocked on the neighbors’ doors one by one, but they all said they hadn’t seen it. I was really disappointed. I thought I’d go outside and have a look. As a result, when I was on the first floor, I don’t know why, but I suddenly had a feeling and looked back at the small corner at the corner of the first-floor corridor. When I shone the flashlight, it was huddled there, looking straight at me, and then meowed pitifully. It must have been blaming me for taking so long to find it. After getting home, I washed it clean (it had peed all over itself), held it and fed it all kinds of canned food and snacks. It lay down contentedly, purring and fell asleep.
Since then, the after-effect was that it never dared to go near the door again. Every time I went out, I had to check if the cat had run out.
It liked to lie on the small balcony to watch me come home～
It still liked to lie in the window crack as usual.
Comfortable and carefree.
When it grew up, I took it to have the spaying surgery… Maybe because I didn’t act well, it never liked me to touch its belly again.
When a second cat came to the family, it was very alert and angry. Because it was very timid and didn’t dare to fight, it only hissed a little. It refused to go out to eat. What a spoiled brat! I even had to bring the food to it.
Then, just a few days later, it was like this.
Well, it really smelled good.
Then the two cats learned each other’s bad habits! The little one led the big one to drink toilet water!!! The big one led the little one to scratch at the door and lie in the window crack!!!
Then one day, because it was too fat, it broke the window crack…
The two little ones had a very good relationship and were visibly getting fatter…
In a few days, it will be a year since the eldest one came home. I plan to buy some nice food to celebrate.
It’s also been a year since I officially started raising cats. Only after raising cats did I find that it’s not as easy as I thought. As a cat owner, I’m tired but happy.
Living alone in a big city like Shanghai, it’s inevitable to feel lonely. But every day when I get off work, there’s a little one waiting for me at home. Thinking about it makes me feel so warm. It’s not just a pet, but more of a spiritual sustenance.
Tabby cats are easy to raise. Mine isn’t picky about food. When sleeping, it will stay by your side. When it can’t find you, it will keep meowing. When you’re doing things, it will lie down beside you and sleep. Even though when it was a kitten, it scratched me with its claws and left one scratch after another because it didn’t know its strength, I will always love it～
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