Bubble is a little boy.
He was less than three months old when he first came home, so tiny. At that time, my friend’s Ragdoll cat was pregnant, and they couldn’t get along together, so my friend reluctantly gave him to me. The moment I saw his photo, I fell in love with him. That feeling was so strange. Even before it happened, I had a premonition that we would be together, as if it had already happened. And so I brought him home.
I named him Bubble because both my career and hobby are related to wine. Among wines, the most lively ones are sparkling wines. I hope he can be as lively as prosecco, champagne… all sparkling wines, and always be loved.
He was born in March, a Pisces baby. In the first few days when he came, he was very timid. When I went to work, he would hide under the bed.
Gradually, after about a week, whenever I got home and opened the door, he would definitely be waiting for me at the door.
Several of my close friends came to see this cute little guy. He was very gentle when he was a kitten, just a bit timid, but very affectionate towards people.
In this photo, he’s curiously looking at the camera, as if wondering “Why do I look like a little rabbit?”
He’s seriously “reviewing lessons”. He just likes to lie like this. Now that he’s over one year old, he still hasn’t changed at all.
“Teacher, I can answer this question!”
He’s watching “How to Train Your Dragon” with his good friend.
When I’m working, he just stays beside me quietly.
“Why isn’t my food ready yet?”
This was when he was two months old. A friend came to my home and took a group of photos of him. He’s such a photogenic cutie.
Since he first came, I let him sleep on the bed. Later, he became like a sticky rice dumpling, liking to sleep close to me in all kinds of positions.
He accompanies me during breakfast, coffee – time, and movie – watching. We are becoming more and more like friends, accompanying each other without interfering with each other, having the most wonderful sense of distance.
When he wasn’t fat yet, he could still hide in the tea – washing bowl.
After becoming fat, he’s quite self – aware and went to play with the washbasin instead.
In October, the heating hadn’t started in the north, and he was like a warm baby.
Later, I went to work in the south. I had no choice but to leave him with my parents for a while. This was the last time we were together before I left.
When I went home during the Spring Festival, I was desperate to see how fat Bubble had become.
My little niece calls him “little brother” all the time. Bubble has been influenced by my parents and has a bit of a “tough – guy” air.
My mother was very resistant to pets at first, and Bubble also resisted her. After a period of “cold war” where Bubble wouldn’t eat, drink, and would hide, my mother started to give in. Now their relationship might be even better than mine with Bubble.
In March this year, when Bubble was almost one year old, my mother took him to be neutered. I was worried about him in Guangzhou, but was told that he came back as if nothing had happened, going about his business as usual. I thought to myself that this little guy, at such a young age, had already seen through the world of emotions and didn’t care about male – female relationships at all. Could he have secretly read my “Dream of the Red Chamber” and known that it all ends up in vain?
Well, I’m just being dramatic.
Look at what he looks like now.
I bought a set of fridge magnets, and they look exactly like Bubble.
Anyway
I’m very grateful that you have become such an important role in my life.
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